Even if I could find the words to describe what you do to me,
Floating amongst the hued clouds at sunset,
I don't know if I'd say them.
You are my song without words.
My rhythm.
My chaos.
My love.
And you have every piece of my heart.
So even if I knew how to say it.
I wouldn't.
Because you are better left unsaid.
And I am not sorry.
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