Resonating ripples

We were two souls,
with thoughts that were resonating ripples,
little knowing what was in store.
Thoughts... where are these conceived,
heart or the mind...

Must be the mind.
Even when we never speak about things,
it keeps weaving, with a thousand hues,
this is it, it says with authority......
but then, it wonders, and wanders.

Is it this? it asks.
It stumbles every now and then,
sometimes it agrees,
other times disagrees.

It calls me stupid, that I dwell on
some word spoken
or left unspoken.
It calls me ignorant ...
not understanding the obvious.

What was I thinking until you came?
The resonating ripples, that I were telling you....
It was you.
Thoughts of you.....
just you.....
Very difficult to put into words.

I kept thinking of you.
Nothing in particular.
just You.......
Do you get what I am trying to say?
No one would, except you.

Only you would decipher my silence,
every word that I spoke to you,
every word that I never told you....

If tears were the best way of expressions,
my dear...
my heart cries out to you...
this very moment...
So here comes all my unspoken words

Remember, I told you,
during the initial warming up,
that you filled me to the brim?
Never knew,
you ll make me overflow ...