These words.
My words.
All I have.
All I am.
I yell, I curse.
And no one understands.
Am I speaking another language?
Oh wait.
I am.
No one would understand me
Even if I was speaking English.
I'm rambling.
I had told you once.
That I loved you.
And I truly did.
And I still do.
I don't want to.
But I do.
And I know you want me to tell you.
Those long forgotten words.