We’ll meet again soon. Will there be a difference this time? Distance separated us while time challenged what we have started. It’s hard to stretch feelings during moments of departure.
What challenges me more is I couldn’t say what I truly want to say. Words caged behind the reality. I can only speak within limit. How are you? I miss you. I always miss you. Take care. More than that is fatal. So limited. It’s hard to speak because I know someone is saying those words to you. Mine are just secondhand emotion. Words are exploding within me.
Expressing what my heart desires is sabotage. The future will be compromised and I won’t allow that. True words will push you away. It’s a mistake. It will kill my psyche. It will kill you with guilt. I’d rather keep those words unsaid in silence than say them with unforgivable regrets.