I could write a hundred thousand words,
    And it still wouldn't be enough to tell what little I know.
    I could say in any language what it feels like when
    Your heart drops to the soles of your feet,
    Then rises to your throat; how hard it is to hold back tears,
    To even entertain such thoughts as the ones that cross your mind,
    When you realize things don't always turn out the way you want them.
    How easy it is to lose your faith
    In the wake of your heart breaking.