confusion

Sometimes there are just
too many thoughts in my brain.
Bouncing and bounding,
ricocheting off the skull
and flying through membranes.

So many things I want to say to you,
words spoken and unspoken.
Yet I can't seem to find a start.
I can't seem to understand
and the mind keeps moving.

I have never felt so much
for any person before.
I am overwhelmed sometimes
by the intensity of feeling.
I ache for you.

But I must bide my time,
wait for my turn.
Silently and patiently,
yearning for you.
I miss you so.

I wish I could make the words rhyme,
make them fall in time and flow.
But I struggle to make coherent thought,
and I can only think of you.
So this is my poem.