Its all my words

In all the stories of the women I've had...
I could never measure to the women I didn't...
But not ever did one hold my heart...
In all the years of nights I failed...
Not feeling lost or stupid...
There is not one that haunts me longer...
Than that one dream, one where I didn't speak...
Not one holds my heart...
There is no thrill at not breathing...
And when speaking words don't mean anything...
There is nothing breath to even walk away...
There isn't one told have my words...
Even with the passion or the fury...
Its all my words for me...