It's like I'm taller, with more speed. But I shrink and slow my words.

[postitnotejoe]

I often know when I'm about to say something.
Something that will rock the boat.
Sometimes I say it.
Sometimes I don't.
When I do, things usually happen.
I guess I like the enertainment.
But, like after every storm, there's the haunting quiet.
And it's at those times that I wonder, through my sadly over dramatic tears,
What did I do?
Silly, huh?

You know I love you.
So when I don't say it. It's there.
♥