Here I go,
Trying to write about you again,
And my heart starts hurting,
Tears collect in the corners of my eyes,
And yet,
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing,
From unending pages in my heart,
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing,
From my flaming soul,
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing,
Reaches the pages,
Forms words,
Gets written.

Everything I try to tell you,
Gets lost in translation,
Because it's only able to be experienced,
The language of love.