I can feel the words and emotions building up inside again.
I can feel the pressure and desire to speak them spilling over the edge.
I look at you, I dance with you, and I  finally feel whole.
I want to say these words but I don't know how,
So many words to say in so many different ways,
But when I break it down, there's really only one meaning -
Made up entirely of words I have an inability to say.

I, I, I. Me, me, me.
Maybe the key is to talk about you,
Get away from my self-absorption and
Take a moment to think about you.
I pray then that the words will come.