My Words

Sometimes I think to much and say crucial things to you.
I lay and wait for a reaction but never this huge.
I blink away tears of hurt I inflicted on you, as hard as rain.
I breathe sighs of frustration because the volume of my words bought pain.
I am overwhelmed and to blame for your wrath.
I blow kisses and love to you, hoping you get my signals.
I am very grateful you loved me before this.
My only wish I want to give is to take my words back....
except I love you.