Day 11 - I couldn't tell you the things I wanted to say but I love you
Words and letters used to be my friends.
They comfort me on the day I fall low,
and let me breathe when there is no air to breathe in.
I was good with them.
When I couldn't find my words
I look for them in paper and in ink,
and they'll always be there.
But when I met you
they started to leave me behind.
They forgot who they were,
and hid at the back of my mind.
The letters left
and the words got tied.
But there's too many of them
and I want to say all of them to you.
I love you.
