The Things I Can'T Yet Say Poem by Aidan Clevinger

There are so many things I want to say,
So many things to tell you, dear.
But I find that now I just can't say them,
Now now,
Not tonight,
Not here.
It isn't just my cowardice,
My fear of losing the game.
It's just that I know something you don't,
I know you don't feel the same.
Please try to understand,
This night has been euphoric.
I can think of no better way
To spend my days
Than holding you close
While the music plays
But the words unsaid run through my mind
And my heart is filled to burst.
Of all the words I've spoken or heard,
These words unsaid are the worst.
So I promise that someday I'll tell you,
I promise that I'll find a way.
But until then my pen will speak,
Saying the things I can't yet say.