Thursday, February 12, 2009

Unsaid

The truth is that I don't know what to think any longer. I hear the words you say to me and I believe them. I see too, the actions that you take and I believe them as well.

What speaks the loudest are the words that you don't say; the things that you don't do.

The choked back words ring in my ears and the withheld kisses linger on my lips.

You wonder what is wrong.

I tell you. I told you. I've said it until the words no longer make sense. What, then, is the point any longer of saying them? Either you believe me or you don't. My actions and my words are true. I promised you the truth of my heart and you have it.

I don't have yours.

I am beginning to believe it's no longer worth wanting.

3 little kittens say Meow:

Nadine Hightower said...

waxing poetically...i hope.

hugs!

OHN said...

Most times the unsaid can be drastically louder than the said.

and it usually sucks

Lorrie Veasey said...

I hope he makes you a mixed cassette tape for Valentines Day Thystlicious. That's what my emotionally stunted boyfriends used to do for me back in the day. They felt that FOREIGNER could say it better (sing with me: i wanna know what love is...) than they could.

The only person you have the power to really change is yourself, baby.

Big cyber hugs.