and if I could write you down and fill you up with all my hopes, dreams, and expectations I would. the transfer between thought and sound. speak you into an abstract existence enough to make my soul tremor and give way. but that feeling will probably never exist because a part of me is unwilling. unwilling to give you that unique authorization. Unwilling to click ‘I have read all the terms and conditions’ at the bottom of the page. I wanna speak the unauthorized language of love. I wanna speak its tongues and bless your spirit with its presence. I want to hold it in the palm of my hands and watch it grow. I cannot, for this is not who I am or what I do. I make the imitation so damn real I can convince myself, but for no more than a year.this my downfall, this is my regret. that i cannot love you even at my best yet


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