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Every day, there are moments when a truth almost escapes me— a small affection, a soft admiration, a longing wrapped in careful restraint. I catch myself before the words form, holding them gently like fragile birds not ready for flight. I don’t want to unsettle the delicate balance between us— the easy way we speak, the comfortable distance you’ve never questioned. So I let the truths dissolve on my tongue, swallowed before they fall. One day, maybe, I’ll let just one slip— a small one, something harmless. But for now, silence feels safer than losing the little I already have of you.
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Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 2:42 AM UTC
The Things I Don't Let Slip
Every day, there are moments when a truth almost escapes me— a small affection, a soft admiration, a longing wrapped in careful restraint. I catch myself before the words form, holding them gently like fragile birds not ready for flight. I don’t want to unsettle the delicate balance between us— the easy way we speak, the comfortable distance you’ve never questioned. So I let the truths dissolve on my tongue, swallowed before they fall. One day, maybe, I’ll let just one slip— a small one, something harmless. But for now, silence feels safer than losing the little I already have of you.
This poem is from my new poetry book entitled, "Almost Brave: Poems for Natasha" You can find it in Kindle Amazon https://a.co/d/a9pp58K
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lafeeverte
39/M/Bangkok
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 2:42 AM UTC
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