life happened

I can feel the words
Creative heat in my stomach

What I haven't said
I couldn't articulate
I tell myself

Looking for others to accept
Waiting to let them in

I don't let myself speak
"You don't tell me. What is it that you want?"
I don't know
I can't blame myself
But I need to try
Not wait

Would we have worked
If I could have talked I wonder
But you were just like me
Watching as life happened to us


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