I used to only love words before you,
And love words I will always do,
But next to your colourful face, they look so bleak,
In comparison to my feelings, they seem so weak.
Usually, I use words to express love at any instance,
But for you, words don’t feel sufficient.
I hate them for never being able to quite convey,
All the beautiful things about you I want to say,
Frustration in my inability to articulate,
I felt forced to find other ways of showing love, to compensate,
The significance in this inability I had unfortunately missed,
Until you wrote me this:
“I guess, I will just have to accept,
I’ll never be able to express,
in words just how I feel,
The fun, however, is in trying”.
For you, my mind searches for words that don’t exist,
So instead of speaking, I will give you a kiss.
By Sophie Bettencourt