...and I don't know if I can ever say it, Everything that I want to, But here's something I want you to know, That I'm always thinking...

He's asking questions to me, Questions I'm not surprised hearing, But when I answer them looking into his eyes, They're surprised to hear...

You and I were like a haiku, Too many emotions, Just not enough words.

Honestly? It doesn't make sense to me either, About everything that I feel yet don't say, And about everything you say but don't feel....