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isabella_ 57F
540 posts
9/16/2014 8:30 pm
Three Words




I just love you.

Words demand explanation. They require analysis. They are the construction and expression of my thoughts. Of my heart. But they can’t describe it. They can’t describe any of it. They can’t tell you how deep the memories are … or how often I think of them. They can’t scream what I really wanted to say. They are the mask of how I really feel. And they try to disguise the pain, but someone will strip it away. And someone will make those words worthless.

So what is a word worth? Nothing. What are three words worth? Nothing. But we say them anyway, because you know. You know … more than anyone – what they mean. You know when I say I love you, I really mean that those three words can’t describe what it is we have. When I say you’re amazing, I know the word is just a cover; a quick way for me to remember all the things that amaze me about you .. a mask for the memories we share … a disguised version of our adventures together. And I really believe that you know, when I say I miss you, it’s not just that. I miss you every moment, and I miss just what your name means to me. It means an alphabet of sounds .. and letters – and words. But none of them really mean anything, because words are based on trust. They rely on how truly and deeply we feel. Remember always that they don’t mean anything. They are letters and they are constructions – but we deconstruct them everyday and we twist them. We manipulate them so that they say what we want them to. But no word, no shape – no photograph .. could ever twist so far that it could begin to explain even a little bit of how I feel.
~~ Le Love

In a book in a box in the closet
In a line in a song I once heard
In a moment on a front porch late one June
In a breath inside a whisper beneath the moon

There it was at the tip of my fingers
There it was on the tip of my tongue
There you were and I had never been that far
There it was the whole world wrapped inside my arms

And I let it all slip away,

What do I do now that you're gone
No back up plan, no second chance
And no one else to blame
All I can hear in the silence that remains
Are the words I couldn't say

There's a rain that'll never stop falling
There's a wall that I've tried to take down
What I should've said just wouldn't pass my lips
So I held back and now we've come to this

And it's too late now,

What do I do now that you're gone
No back up plan, no second chance
And no one else to blame
All I can hear in the silence that remains
Are the words I couldn't say

Are the words I couldn't say
I should have found a way to tell you how I felt
Now the only one I'm tellin' is myself

What do I do now that you're gone
No back up plan, no second chance
And no one else to blame
All I can hear in the silence that remains
Are the words I couldn't say

What do I do, what do I say
And no else to blame
All I can hear in the silence that remains
Are the words I couldn't say


Rascal Flatts
Words I Couldn't Say