Sometimes I want to write everything down…but it’s been hard lately…because the emotions are stuck deep inside…people try to jump start the process…but like a miner…searching for something glistening underneath the surface…trying so hard to cover up the mess…that is lying on the top…
Sometimes people ask me…how are you doing…as if my words I write define me…If you had the time to listen…would I ever know…would I just let you go on your way…if I shared too much too quick…would you shut me out…try to shut it down…
It’s never easy…to keep things inside…but with you lately…it seems like the safest place…things left to the imagination…trying to lock up my emotions…because the pain seems to go away…when things aren’t brought to the surface…It’s not always possible…to share every detail going on…
I don’t blame you for your limited capacity…I never would want to be a burden…when I was trying to be your friend…when I couldn’t share my thoughts…never knowing if it was a good idea…thinking that you would ever leave me…