what is this but words tiny letters placed together to make sense of chemical reactions driving human nature to mistakes or glory simple little sentences meant to keep your spirit alive to build you as if you were unbreakable to crush you as only heartache could yes you are my secret story for which I weave letters to form words to depict feelings you alone inspire for the envy of many eyes who drink in my writing as if it could replace water to keep their hearts alive so here are tiny scratches meant to make sense of excited little pulses firing from my mind straight down to my finger tips where I write for you my most sacred wishes so what is this but tiny letters scribbled before you I simply adore you