We paint a portrait of many a word,
Trying to express what we feel,
I scream it though it can't be heard,
Because a strong enough word isn't real.
I'm fighting looking only to find,
An answer to the question that I ask,
To know what to call what's on my mind,
The word that hides behind the mask.
So I keep saying I love you,
And nothing can change that today,
The feeling resonates true,
And no one can take that away.
They say I'm running in place,
That my effort is not enough,
Searching for a card without a face,
But I'm determined to call their bluff.
Because I know more,
Than they can even pretend to,
For I have a cause that's worth fighting for,
And I believe in you.
So I keep saying I love you,
And nothing can change that today,
The feeling resonates true,
And no one can take that away.
The feeling they say is blank,
I will put a word to be one and the same,
To my sixth sense I give thanks,
I bestow this feeling your name.
And in your clouds,
Is my heaven,
I say it out proud,
I feel Megan.
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