"It's Nothing"

I woke up this morning,

Though I didn't want to talk,

You asked me how I was,

I replied,

"I'm fine."

I kissed you,

And I smiled as I dressed,

You cracked a funny joke,

And I pretended to laugh.

I remained silent for an hour,

And you asked me what was wrong;

I replied,

"It's nothing,"

You told me it was ok,

Then you were gone.

So, sitting here alone,

My hidden tears fall;

Tears I'm ashamed to show,

Embarrassed into silence,

Afraid to make that call.

When you come back,

You smile,

Then, ask how I am again;

Once more, I say,

"It's nothing,"

You nod and walk away.

So, here I go again,

Sitting in silence,

Screaming inside,

Feeling as though, my feelings I must hide.

You come back with a cup of tea,

I thank you,

Tea relieves my anxiety.

I take a deep breath,

Followed by a comforting sip;

I love you,

But there is something I must say.

Please understand;

When I say, "It's nothing,"

Don't just walk away;

Because when I say, "It's nothing,"

I really mean "It's something,"

I just don't know what to say.