we all scream for ice cream.

what is it? this thing?
can you see it? feel it?
i think they do, we do.
don't we?
i tried, you tried, we tried.
we all try, sometimes.
we all fail, sometimes.
try again, they say,
as it's a simple task, aye?
like cleaning your bedroom.
put things back where they belong.
everything has it's place, right?
but some things are left behind,
forgotten about,
those things, that never truly,
had a place to begin with.
you had a place once,
right next to me.
right by my side.
words are simple, anyone can use them.
but not everyone can use them,
proficiently.
do you even own a dictionary?
do you know what you said?
what it meant?
i heard it, with my own two ears.
i felt it, with the beating of my heart.
but maybe it was nothing.
just a whisper in the wind.
after all,
beauty is where it all comes to an end.