Only the Wind Will Tell

I hate how I never know what to say to you.
You keep the words in the heaviest of chains.

It doesn't matter to me anyways,
the words don't show this true emotion.

An emotion that. . .

cannot be explained in words,
cannot be explained by motion,
cannot be explained by me at all.

It's just there.
You know it like the back of your hand though.

But, it's good when we're together,
letting our emotions dance in the wind,
no cares or worries.

Just us.