My song

If I could sing, I’d sing you a song

A beautiful song

With all the word I should have said,

And I’d write it on the backs of the envelopes

Of all your letters that I still haven’t read

If I could sing, I’d sing you the story

The heartbreaking story

Of how my eyes still search for you in a crowd,

And I’d end it with the apology,

I was too scared to say out loud

But I am no singer

That was the one thing that we both agreed on

So now all the words that you wanted to hear,

Are written down in a poem you won’t read.