Words have much meaning.
Words.
Words have much meaning.
Words have too little meaning.
Remember when you told me you loved me?
Did you mean those words or were those words
simply spilled from your mouth?
Were they empty or were they filled with a meaning
that comes from the walls deep within your soul?
Remember when you told me I was your everything?
Did you mean those words or were those words,
simply spilled from your mouth?
Were those words felt by your inner workings that erupted from
within your heart?
Remember when you told me that I filled your life with
passion?
Did you mean those words of were those words
simply spilled from your mouth?
Were those words felt by the passion that has filled your loins?
Remember when you told me that I filled your life with
happiness?
Did you mean those words or were those words
simply spilled from your mouth?
Were those words felt by elated joy that you have for me?
Remember when you told me that I have made you complete?
Did you mean those words or were those words
simply spilled from your mouth?
Did you mean that I have become your entire life, with no
spaces left to fill you with sorrow?
Words have much meaning.
Words have too little meaning.
Remember when I told you I loved you?
I love you, for you are my love, you have filled my heart with
love, until it has overflowed the boundaries for all time.
Remember when I told you that you were my everything?
You are my everything, my entire world, I have built my
foundation on yours and may it never crumble, but be secure
and serene.
Remember when I told you that you have filled my soul with
passion?
You have gave me passion so that I may experience mine,
and in return will cherish the feelings from within my soul.
Remember when I told you that you have made me happy?
You have filled me with a happiness that makes the shadows
of my heart brighten with elated sunshine and warmth.
Remember when I told you that you have made me complete?
You are my complete world, the reason I am me, the reason I
have given myself to you, the reason for my exsistence.
Words have much meaning.
Words have too little meaning.
I love you.
© 2010 ~Laurie~
