If Words Could Speak

They’re hesitant to be heard

Afraid of the reaction it might get

Afraid of how they’re perceived

No matter how many ways they’re expressed

They always come out with meaning,

Sometimes they’re interpreted lazily

They’re sorry when they’re hurtful

So they replace themselves with more compassionate meaning

The ones that makes you smile instantly

The one that make you pull you panties to the side,

and make up words that only make sense when you’re almost there

I love you

Lets do this

I’m sorry

But when there are no more words left to say

There is no more passion

We go silent

Eventually we disappear

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