Words

So here I am once again
Trying to write what I feel,
Trying to think what to say.
Every time I try to tell you
That you mean the world to me
It always seems to stick,
And I can't say what I mean.
I thought I'd try and write it down,
But this doesn't seem to work either
The pen won't write the words,
Instead it just stops, and I just stare:
Oh, why can't it tell you
That you are my everything?
My sun, my moon; my night, my day;
My joy and my pain.
My thrill, my comfort; my friend, my lover;
My love and my vice.
Why do I hesitate to say these words?
Why do I shy from their sounds?

So here I am once again
Trying to write what I feel,
Trying to think what to say.
Every word that comes to mind
Seems too dull for this feeling,
There is no way to describe it
But still I want you to know
I'd never leave you lonely, for you,
You are my soul.