Nothing can come close (storyish verson)

11-29-12 I'm probably going to try and form this into a poem. Let me know what you think.

The amount at which I miss you cannot be expressed in any sort of elegant imagery

No mere words can ever come close to describing what I feel inside

No words however intricately woven can begin to touch the depths of my emotion

Nothing I say can help you fathom the extent of my desire to have another chance

Nothing formed from my mouth could help you understand my desire to fight

 

The amount of which I wish you were still by my side cannot be measured

No volume could begin to describe how much I wish you were still beside me

No amount can be put on the desire to have you running this race beside me

Nothing I say can help you fathom how much I mean everything I am saying

Nothing formed from my mouth could help you believe anything I have told you

 

The amount at which I feel hopeless, yet with no desire to give up, is unexplainable

No sign of a single possibility that things could be better, yet I still hold on

No inclination, not even a single shed of anything, yet I still hold on

Nothing can possibly explain this, for I have given it up, yet I still feel it could work

Nothing is pointing in that direction, yet something inside of me says to wait, for it will work

 

The amount at which I do not understand is surpassed only by that of my desire to be with you

No sense of this is made, for the pain cause on both ends is immense, yet still past it I look

No amount of pain could keep me from wanting to be with you, for I miss you greatly

Nothing, no matter how big, could keep me from wanting to work through it

Nothing, however, seems to change the situation, for you are still so far away

 

The amount at which I wish I could fully express my deepest feelings is vast

No elegant imagery, mere or intricately woven words, could help you fathom my desires

No matter how craftily put together, no matter how much heart, it cannot begin to express

Nothing can even come close to begin to describe any aspect of how much I want to be by you

Nothing can grasp at a single shred of my desire to fix things and run this race with you

Nothing can even scratch the surface of the vast amount of feelings I have,

   But here is another attempt.

Reviews

[K-mo]

Well written feelings, but sorry you have to feel this way. Keep your head high, the time will come when these feelings will fade.