Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid

There are so many things I wish I said to you.

Why couldn’t I tell you how your silence made me scream?

--Or how I dreamed to be near you,

not just near you in my dreams--

Saying how I felt shouldn’t have made me feel overbearing

and yet here I lay overwhelmed, in the silence, staring.

Why did I put you above me?

I was too busy trying to be right for you

And couldn’t see how wrong you were for me.

How the shade has been pulled back

and revealed,

A blazing awakening.

Blinding in its own right,

Truth is

I’m glad I never said

Good bye.