You know,
I really dislike speaking, you know?
It’s like these words have a way of lingering,
haunting us, don’t they?
And sometimes,
they can be twisted against us
in life’s little courtroom dramas.
I just can’t bear the weight of that guilt, you know?
So, expressing what’s on my mind
becomes this Herculean task.
It’s not because I lack the finesse of language, mind you.
I mean, come on,
you’ve seen how polished my grammar is,
how effortlessly I can articulate myself.
I’m not trying to boast here, honestly.
It’s just that I’m holding back,
not because I’m spineless.
Sure, I might be a tad shy,
and I might even blush now and then,
but cowardice? Nah, that’s beneath me.
But the truth is,
I’m holding back because I’m scared.
There’s this invisible weight on my lips,
pressing them shut.
I’m afraid that whatever spills out
might be too harsh, too hurtful.
I never want to see that sorrow in your eyes,
or worse, cause it.
I fear my words might mar you
in some irreparable way.
So, I choose silence.
Forget it, never mind.
All I really want
is to be close to you,
closer than ever before,
to love you without any conditions.
I don’t expect anything in return,
though it would warm my heart
if you felt the same way about me.
Like Romeo to Juliet, you know?
Just love me,
and let’s leave everything else behind.
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