Silence

Gentleness and kindness can make only I rage in silence, and that is why I keep quiet–for only months to go–so that I may not hurt others.  Only one true aspiration has me caught within envy, and to those with love or what is to be believed in as love, so effortless. ~

He is my gravitational pull of this love. I cannot simply slip away from his grasp, for the pull is too strong. But I cannot fully become one with him, for the earth is keeping us apart, at least for now. And I am scared. My heart is oh so very fragile. He has shown me without even realizing.. it is best to not only open your heart to one. If the key were to break, the heart would be untouchable. All emotions would be locked in un-exposure until the heart eventually shatters. But I restrain myself from giving in to such negativity. I am not one to look for happiness elsewhere while I have another keeping my heart warm within his own hands. But once the nightmare of words formulate a fear within, and those words formulate a reality too unbearable to face, there is no life to be lived. I apologize, I am no optimistic when I write. For someone who surrounds herself with poetry, I find it rather difficult to devote words to set in stone. If he were to lay his eyes upon words that I hold unsure of, hope of his would be lost with no intention of regaining his blinded sight. Darkness would overshadow him. Though, I only want to take his hand within mine and with love, strip him from his own shadow and fully expose him to the sunlight. Only then will his soul be sun-kissed with all that he wishes to feel.