When you hurt me, I kept quiet,
I took my pain, folded it neatly,
and tucked it away into the deepest
and most unreachable chamber of my heart.

Perhaps it had something to do with  
the constant wear and tear to my beating *****,
but I slipped that day, and a whisper
of those words I had so well hidden,
escaped from their confinement.

They tugged on the edge of my lips
and poured out with a insatiable need
to be heard.

I had wondered time and time again
what you would say if these words came out,
the only thing I could have never anticipated
was the silence.