What Hurts the Most

What hurts the most is
having so much to say,
and not knowing where
to begin.
What hurts the most is
having so much to say,
and watching the words
walk away.

I sit in silence as you
move inside me,
filling my heart,
making me fall in love
with you again and
again.

Morning may come,
night may go
but the love never
dies,
the happiness never
fades,
and the smiles never
cease.

Everytime we touch,
at the grace of your
fingertips,
our dreams,
our tears collide.

What hurts the most is
always wanting you
around and having to
wait for the sound of
your voice, or a glance
at your face.

Night may fall,
sun may rise;
but the comfort
of our soon to be
unity, brings patience
and happy tears.

Ever since you came
along,
everything's been worth
a whole lot more;
everything's been perfect,
you're perfect.

I've fallen in love with
something so pure,
so rare;
I couldn't dream of being
with anyone else.

What hurts the most is
having so much to say,
and not knowing where
to begin.
What hurts the most is
having so much to say,
and watching the words
walk away.

What hurts the most,
what hurts the most
is having so much to say
and not knowing where
to begin or end.

So much to say,
but where to begin?
I speak from my heart,
opening my mouth and
letting the words walk
right out.
At time it becomes hard,
and that's what hurts the
most.