There are many things I wish to say,

But I feel unable to put the words down on paper,

Or hear them come out of my mouth;

If I could tell you my biggest secret,

Would you make me a promise and keep it?

I don't know how to say these things,

So they may come out as a jumbled mess.

There's also one more thing that plays on my mind,

It's what do I say to you? How do I put that into words?

Words I can mean and words you could understand.

I can't bare to stay in this overwhelming isolation,

It has kept me from saying the things I have longed to say.

I'll try to find a way through this brick wall;

To the sunshine outside where you'll be waiting,

To our notebook with the little tales and white lies,

To the apology that I need to give to you.