a drawer full of unsent love letters,
written only to be read by you.
a box full of unsaid love words,
composed only to be heard by you.
And my lips,
a room full of undelivered love sentences,
shipped only to be touched by you.
Oh look at me now
Look at how i'm falling
to a thing they call
dedicated only for you.
also posted on http://twimagination.com/yxke