This Feeling

I let my fingers dance upon the keys
words forming before my eyes.
Letting you know exctally how I feel.
The feeling in my gut just won't go away,
But I know that you need to read every single one of the words that I write.
I know that they won't hit you the way I want them to,
But anything to get your attention just this once.
I write, and re-write this one line.
I need to make this just perfect,
something that I never really do.
I hope that you'll understand me,
the feeling in my gut tells me you won't.
But I can ignore it, just this once.
'Cause it's always led me in the wrong direction before
This line won't come out right,
But I can't just straight forward say this.
That's something I do much too often.
This feeling that it's imperfect comes everytime I write it.
And no matter how I say it, you won't get it.
You can be so thickheaded sometimes.
But that's always made me giggle.
I need to finnish this though.
Let you know just how I feel.
Just how you make me feel.
And I press the 'send' button.
Even though I know you won't understand.
Even though I know you.