There’s no correct way
To describe how I feel.
There’s no place for rational thought,
Making it all feel quite unreal.
It punches you in the gut;
With a powerful force.
Yet, it’s soft, and gentle,
Not a hint of being coarse.
And while every word’s already been spoken,
Every thought thought a million times,
It makes no difference when you speak them to me,
My heartbeat still climbs.
While there’s still trouble in explaining
Exactly what’s there,
I hope that it’s known that for you,
I have the utmost of care