I wish I could write a song for you. To tell you how much this means to me. To pour my heart out in musicality and have the words rhyme so perfectly. Then you'd know what you do to my soul. I wish I could put together chords the way you do, and have them sing a song on their own, a harmony to my melody, a symphony that could tell all from the first gentle plucks of strings to the last resounding note. I wish I could pour my heart into minors, majors and flats. I wish I could play for hours just to have you begin to understand. I wish I could encase this feeling in the timelessness and bliss that is music, the endless possibilities that musical creativity presents. I wish I could exchange these mere words for octaves and half tones. "What is the sound of one hand clapping?" Well it is the very illustration of why words are not enough. But the sound of two hands clapping is the beginning of something wonderful. A beat, a tempo. A heart. A mind. A song. I wish I could write a song for you. A beautiful, perfect song that I wouldn't have to speak. As I sang the words and formed the tune, you'd know instantly. I wish I could write a song for you. To tell you, it's true.

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