she is an ! i am an … she is 🙂 while i remain ?

we don’t speak in sentences any longer, we speak in hieroglyphics

the rosetta stone comes with a search bar and all my inquiries come back 404

twenty six letters have stopped conveying the words necessary to say i love you

there are over two hundred thousand possible words in the dictionary and all i have are doubts

all these possible combinations yet here i sit with no words to say because they are clogged in the traffic jam in the back of my throat

my traitorous tongue refuses to form them as my brain feigns ignorance

she is a smiley face heart with glitter and exclamation points

i am the sullen ellipses of typing but never saying a word