Friday, September 5

The Cycle.

It's a bad feeling - having your heart heavy with words. There is so much that I wish to say but this is neither the time nor the place for it.

At times my mind would go blank when confronted with some situation that I did not want to deal with. I would stay silent and reply with soft or childish "I don't know"'s. I know how frustrating that can be, to want - almost need or crave - a real response and get nothing.

But now that I'm stuck in a situation that cannot  be ignored for its utter importance to my being, I cannot stop thinking. My heart churns, sucking power from my brain, canceling all of my its involuntary functions.
Trying to hold my preconceived thoughts and desires, I fail and they explode from me - covering you.
It is too much for one person to deal with. It is too much for you, but before I can grab a towel to wipe you off, you are gone.
So I sit by the window, watching the rain come my way, thinking of what I should have said.
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