There's a thousand words on the tongue and a million on the brain

every single sound, utterance, pronunication, annunciation is a different facet

of my cognition

but the science of it doesn't make me want to shout or jump or cry or smile

it's the feelings, the emotions in the words I pull together for my sentences

it's the crack in the letters that you hear in my tone

it reflects my mood, and exposes my humanity

and while I can't help but think of syntax and semantics

the rush I feel when I string words one after the other doesn't come from the grammar rules

it comes from something deeper

something the mind formed in phonetics and then line

we call it the soul

and in the soul you find a lot of "onlys"

Only you

Onle me

Only if

and when you feel the urge to shout, your better self finds the words to calm you down

and says "yes"

"feel this, say this, believe it"

"Write it down"

"and never, ever forget it."

Once in a lifetime over a million other scribbles

You move your fingers to your thoughts and you feel alive

because you took an "only" and made it happen

because you wrote, because you felt, because you did.