A letter to the words unsaid
They break my seams
And spill out with my guts
does true love ever leave?
or does it sit steeped into your bones
Like the tea my mother placed bedside
Never sipped, stewing
The words drum in my gums
They slip and fall in the spaces between my teeth
You have known my everything
And I am just barely breaking your shell
I can’t know you like I want to
Someday my words will find someone
Perhaps they will descend in front of a bookworms nose
The finish line will keep moving
And I will keep chasing what I cannot see
Blinded I will wait
until thorns and ivy wrap around my heels
And I’ll wait until nothing but my scalp is above the waves
To find the words that will find you
The words that will whisper with the wind