Silence.

I want to be with you.
Nothing more. Nothing less.
That subtle feeling.
Silence would be my choice.
Silence to communicate enough. Real well maybe.
Because I had so much of words to give.
And, silence? None ever.
I would much prefer silence and you.
I want to pour my heart out to you. Speak of my dreams. Dreams that scare me every single day. And I want to talk you to sleep.
With unsaid, unspoken words.
I want to talk to you, not with mere overrated words.
I want to talk this time with nothing, but silence.