I told you
I'm not good at
finding the right words
in order for you to understand
how I really feel

Because I often feel too much
and say nothing at all
or sometimes,
sometimes when you talk to me
I can't really think in anything but how
your eyes are so beautiful
and your hands so peaceful
or how your hair is always messy
how your lips seem to always be waiting for mine
and your shoulder
how your shoulder looks
so empty without my head
and I start saying a lot of things
things that make no sense at all
like you leaving