Between a million words,
Twenty-six letters in the Alphabet
There isn't anything that could truly come to comprehend our story.
Where it all begins
Or where it all ends.
How can I never the find the right words to tell you everything.
How come you always say so little but it always seems to be so much more to me.
There's no conflicts but our disagreements on something meaningless.
There's more to us then what it seems.
If only I could tell this story in such a way
That there'd be no words left unsaid.