Tripping, Stumbling, Sinking, Crumbling

I’ve been meaning to write you
A line or two that you can remember
Or that can make you smile
On your way to work

I have so many I want to say
A word or two that mean something
But my vocab is limited
And my pronunciation bad

So I kept quiet when we meet
Also when on the phone
I blame the blurry phone line
For me to hang up, when my words are out

I know you know my tremble
When I choke on my words and out of breath
But The Boy Scouts didn’t teach you CPR
For a girl choking on her nerves

So you decided to stare and ask ‘Are you okay?’
To which I would reply ‘You have beautiful teeth’
But Mommy must have taught you well
When you would walk me home still
Even when I snort when I giggle

I do want you to know
That my heart isn’t as complicated
As my tongue when I speak, or try to
I simply am fond of you
And that will be for a long time too