Feelings that I hide.

One syllable.

I kiss your lips, I hold you closer, imagining what it might be like.

You are electricity running through my fingertips as I beg once more.

I never thought I'd be standing in the same place with you tonight.

And please forgive me for having waves of words flowing out of my lips.

But with you I have so much to say and being scared is all I'll ever know.

You build up these hopes like a castle ready to protect this heart of mine.

And I hope you know, the one syllable word means so much to me.