I’ve become reliant on words.
They calm me, keep me sane.
Nothing seems to make sense in this world, but words I can process.
They say that actions speak louder
and I understand that point
but you can show me that you love me and I’ll find a way to read between the lines.
I’ll second guess your actions, maybe its about something else
but if you tell me that you love me, I can be sure of myself.
Maybe I seek validation
and maybe I’m just bad at showing
but words seem to express everything,
and actions can’t keep going.
Words are my power. It’s the only thing I’m good at.
So please tell me that you love me
because when it comes to actions,
I’ll second guess the fact.