The things I didn’t say are a lot.

 

Things like, “Thank you.”

for bearing my weight.
for keeping step with my gait
when the stride was distant and wide.

for wanting more,

for waiting longer,

thank you.

Things like, “I see.”

how lovely you are.
how fast time moves
when it’s standing still
and we’re still standing

out there

in the dark

and together.

I see.

Things like, “I hope.”

That there will be a time
when all the words that are hidden
behind teeth and tissue
flesh and fear
pause and speculation

will be said.

will be spoken.

will be sung.

that embrace will come again.

that a smile can be spread without sorrow too soon to follow.

I hope.

 

These things I didn’t say
and so many millions more
that books are written on my heart
and locked by lips’ sealed door.

In every second fleeting
the courage in me builds
to speak the truths held back by fear
but in the air fulfilled.

 

Thank You.

I See You.

I Hope.

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