so many things i want to say. yet these are the very same things i cannot say.
so many times we have things on our minds, bursting to be spilled out, we know with certainty that the very moment these words leave our mouths, a ton is lifted off our shoulders. we know very well the rewards far outweigh the consequences. they are both intangible, yet the latter seems so much more significant.
sad isnt it. sad.
silence is golden.certainly not now it isnt.
