Saturday, September 9, 2017

Mule

I didn't have to explain anything to you. I kept asking questions of everyone else and not of myself.  And nothing about that was appropriate, or kind.  Least of all, to me.

And there was not enough for me to tell you I loved you, though I know I did.  Not because I had evidence, but because I felt like I didn't need proof.

If that makes sense, which it probably doesn't.

And won't.

Because I can't bring myself to bring it up.

Definitely not to you.

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