I need to say it.
I need you to hear it.
But the words are locked away,
Voiceless—
Trapped behind a cage
That only truth can unlock.
If I release them,
Will you truly hear?
Will I cradle your heart
With love and care?
Or will it slip through my fingers,
Shatter like glass,
And scatter
Into a million pieces on the floor?
Either way,
The outcome is unknown.
But at least—
At least I showed you my heart.
And that has to count for something.
...
Right?
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 3:31 PM UTC
I need to say it.
I need you to hear it.
But the words are locked away,
Voiceless—
Trapped behind a cage
That only truth can unlock.
If I release them,
Will you truly hear?
Will I cradle your heart
With love and care?
Or will it slip through my fingers,
Shatter like glass,
And scatter
Into a million pieces on the floor?
Either way,
The outcome is unknown.
But at least—
At least I showed you my heart.
And that has to count for something.
...
Right?
