III

Again and Again

So much.
There's so much I want to say.
Say.
Say the words that I've been hiding.
Hiding, i keep trying to hide them but no matter how hard I try, they seem to escape.
Escape.
They try to escape but when I see you, I step back.
Back.
My tongue rolls back and the only thing I want to do is look at you.
Look.
Look at your beautiful eyes full of love and fire.
Burning.
Burning, that later on turned cold as ice.
Cold.
Have you gone cold, my love?
Love.
I love you, but it seems we have come to an end.
Us.
There will never be an "Us."