The Lost Conversation ~ 2


I talk. I talk to the sea or the mountains or a pillar or a tree but not you 
Because I've this fear of being right or wrong, fear of being judged, being labeled. 
I'd say and I'd regret, or may be I fear of being misunderstood. 
No, may be not being understood at all. 
May be I told you everything and you loved me for being me, 
But then you never wanted me to be me. 
I need to stay silent but I crave to speak. 
No I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to myself. 
This is getting oblique, I've to stop. Forget it, it's nothing.
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2 comments:

  1. Beyond HorizonMay 17, 2017 at 3:05 PM

    Words written convey so much than the words spoken. Alas! relationships are made or broken with words 'spoken'.

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