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i've been sitting here thinking
about the lot of everything to be said
yet i reach down and come up empty handed
i've never had such a problem finding the right words
but you seem to take them from me
you seem to take everything away
i've yet to figure out if that is good or bad or both

you have conquered me
as though i was some unchartered land
waiting to be discovered and claimed

again, words
only words
yet, none

i love you
for all that you are
all that you allow me to be
everything you say
all that i believe
for your strength
your stubborness
and everything that is yet to transpire
always