Heart on Empty Pages

If you give me a chance – if you give us a chance – I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to prove to you that it was right, this is right. The loudest ‘I Love Yous’ are the ones that go unsaid, and I swear, if in all of history there’s a story better than ours, I’ve never heard it. Years go by, and time rips apart fragile love at the seams, but against all odds, we meet, and the ties that hold us close won’t sever. I hope you know that I never meant it, any of it, and I didn’t want to, I was so tired, it wasn’t worth it, but I stopped fighting. Can I just say that it was the worst day of my life? The day I stopped fighting. Or, I thought it was. Because really, we never stopped fighting or we wouldn’t be here, and I wouldn’t be pouring my heart out onto empty pages, hoping to fill this empty space with maybe a fraction more than what anyone else in this world could possibly comprehend. Are you in? Because I was a long time ago, and forgive me for my lack of eloquence, but when I’m with you language goes out the window. The words that aren’t spoken I can feel, it’s in your touch, and if you’ll take my hand and jump, I swear, I’ll never let go, forever. Even if you don’t, you take with you, a part of me always. I love how we share something special in stolen glances and hidden smiles, like we’re hiding a secret that the world could never understand. Oh, progress may very well be the opposite of you and I, but I see no reason in moving forward when we’re fine just where we are. There’s a bird that sings outside my window, and I wonder if he feels it too. Can you feel it? As the waves crash over toes buried in the sand and wash our names off the shore, I hope you know, you're written on my heart, forever, it's a fact.