All the things I would say, they're always a breath away from falling to your
ear from these lips. I choke on these words, these paper words as they come
out crumpled and I think about how they did not tell you what I wanted for
you to hear at all. So if I ever find the words I'll use them to tell you
something beautiful. Just by one touch and I'm forced to fall for you. Just
by one glance from your eyes and I'm yours. Lost somewhere between a hope and
a whisper are all these things I would say, I hope your eyes can find them in
mine. Even if you're not here to hold my hand, even if I'm not there to hold
my breath, I'm just glad to know your name.