I put my love for him into words,
because I cannot put it out into the earth.
I cannot express it into his ears into his mind.
He is a work of art.
He is a work of art.
He is a mystery I want to solve and I will solve I will simply just wait wait wait.
Wait for what?
I don't know.
I will never tell him. Never tell him anything, nothing about me or about us or about you. I will say nothing.
