There are days when writing is not even an option.
The days when my mind races
More than my hands can catch up
To put words in writing
To let you on my thoughts.
There are days when thoughts are best kept to myself.
Letting it linger like a good wine in the mouth
Until I am ready to swallow
Savoring the warm feeling it leaves you
Until I know how to share my thoughts to you.
Eventually I will find the time and the courage
To put my thoughts in writing
But to decide whether to keep it to myself
Or bare my soul
To let you be part of me again.