I wrote this quite a while ago. The earlier version I have memorized and could tell you who I was in love with at the time, the later version drags on don't you think? but I still like it.
My soul wants to shout aloud but has no mouth.
My heart writes love letters but has no postage to send
them.
My mind fights its-self about what is truth.
My body has control over my love and though my soul wants to
shout and my heart has the words. My mind won’t confess that you’re the one I
think about, the only one I long for, nor that you’re the one I love.
earlier version
My heart wants to tell you,
but my mind wont let my mouth,
so my soul screams, "I love you."
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