I think that sometimes love is displayed by words left unsaid.
I use every drop of wisdom I’ve been blessed with to mar the dam.
I’ve never been very good at keeping it all in.

Something tells me if I wasn’t afraid I’d go out on a limb,
Line myself up for disappointment in hopes that I’d swim;
Instead of sink.

I think sometimes it’s better to not say much at all.
I deceive myself into believing I’m in control of my fall.
I’m learning that sometimes faith is simply trusting instead of jumping.

I’ve never been too good at being patient,
but I’m dying to learn.

And I am.