Holding back

Write.

Erase.

Write.

Erase.

You know I have stuff to say. Oh, don’t you think for one second I don’t.

You know me better than that.

I don’t do silence well. I don’t do it or take it well.

Would someone please say something that means something? Would someone please tell me something that will explain all this?

I feel the silence. It slices through me and takes my breath away like an ice-cold wind in the face.

I have a lot to say. And you best believe it will be said with a fierce seriousness and with all the passion I can muster.

You best believe that what I hold inside I hold inside because I have to. Not because I want to.

And you best believe my fingers are tingling.

Today just isn’t the day.

Today, we are silent.

Today, I write and erase.

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