• heineken 13w

    So many words unsaid,
    trapped under the ironclad guard on my mouth, all labelled with your precious name.
    Words- which flow as easily as a bubbling brook into each other, to
    make confessions so teeming with love that I have no doubt they would take your breath away.
    Confessions- which I don't regret not professing, but ratherregret being unable to utter.
    Because however deeply attached I am to you, and however much you surprise me by genuinely so caring for me as well, there will, even if we were by some miracle granted decades of every day together, always be that one key element missing; the one that would unlock the cell imprisoning these words.

    ©heineken