Ssh. Words fall short of the drip only my voice should swim in. If the finer things cannot feel the emotion given from my hearts bend. Ssh. What u think u need to say could Neva amount to the price uve paid to hold the luv u claim. That soft spot u seem to have is a me sinkin in as me in Ya eyes fade. Ssh. Please don't verbally speak of what u somehow simply can not show as I stand in place. For u who've said I was doesn't add up to on the one to ten scale to rate. Ssh. If it's unnatural to u don't force what sheets will remember lifted from the bed where luv was made once upon a time ago. It's gotta be uncontrollably real in a sense of take me as I am Eva so slow. Ssh. Time is the only thing that waits to assume u are who u say u are. In the mean time it's u that toys with my misdirected heart.