If

If my heart would allow me to feel

You would sense the way it beats when you're inches from my face

It would create a beat that only you could dance to, a tune that only you could sing to 

And a song that no memory could ever erase 

If my mouth would allow me to speak 

You would know that "hey" means "I love you with every cell within my body"

and "goodnight" means "I'll be waking up for only you in the morning"

You'd know that silence is louder than any moan I've ever belted out

and maybe, just maybe, there are far tooo few words to describe the wonders in your skin

You'd know that it's hard to express the truth when its beauty leaves you speechless 

Even harder to speak when your eyes have locked me into a universe where words aren't necessary 

You'd know that once my mouth allows me to speak 

The things I could say about your eyes and how they look when you stare at me are endless 

And make my skin crawl

But not in the bad way, 

In the way that makes me feel like maybe I should sit down.

You'd know that when you smile my palms sweat, and I've got a terrible sweet spot for that dimple on your right cheek 

If my mouth would allow me to speak 

You'd know that I ramble 

And sentences like this could never ever end

If my hands would allow me to touch,

You'd know that I can't sew 

But would try everything in my might to stitch up any rips within your heart

And although my patchwork may have flaws

I will try over and over to repatch any mistakes to ensure it's never broken again 

If you would allow me the chance .. 

You'd know