Sometimes words aren’t needed
to say exactly what you mean
And sometimes there aren’t words to describe what you’ve thought, experienced, or seen.
Memories, you see, can’t be
all that they are when written down
They can’t be described with written word; with movement or with sound.
This is what you are to me:
a beautiful memory locked in my head
Constantly running rampant in my mind
the looks you’ve given; the words you’ve said.
And I know to send you glances
may seem like something small,
but sometimes the most love can be said
without any words at all.