Too Many Words.

I've been trying to explain what I'm thinking, feeling, needing. But there are so many words to do so. I use them as a buffer, a guard over my heart. Because if you saw what I'm thinking, feeling, needing, I'm afraid you'd walk away. So, I use too many words.

But all of them fall short. All of them confuse. All of them assault.

No words are safe.

I use phrases and sentances as an expression of my thoughts and hopes, but none of them walk the tread of my heart. None of them pace back and forth with my mind late at night.

But then there's You.

You in my darkness. You in my fear. You in my soul.

You get me. You hear, not my words, but me. There are no phrases I can use in Your presence to express me. But in silence You know. In silence, my words that are a buffer for my protection are transparent. My cheating heart tattle-tales on me. And You see me.

And You love me.

There are no words.