I thought about it and I cried.
I cried and I thought about it.
I poured my heart out while laying on a sea of unsaid spoken words.

The quite words lingered slowly out of my mouth, dropping onto your thoughts. Confusion was the only thing on my mind.

I thought about it and I cried.
I knew so much better.
I cried and I thought about it.
The tears were making me sick.