the hardest part

I want to put you down on paper
Capture you with words
They way you said,
"I love you, too, dear,"
When I left your house the other week
Or the way you said,
"Come again!"
When we went home after dinner
As if we weren't planning on it.

I want to put you down on paper
Capture you with words
How I loved your cookies
But you're more than just cookies
How you knit me slippers
But you're more than just slippers
You were something else
And I can't write it out right.

I can't write you. Or read you. I can barely even talk about you.
I can't do it.

The words don't come out right.