Sadness has never been so joyful.
denial again of various kinds, i tell myself it will be fine and this time i'm right. there are no tears shed nor brows beaten. not this time. not now. i'll lay and wish to be held, and persevere strongly in the end. these desires are only combatted with hope. or more accurately the knowledge that everything is how it should be. better decribed as faith. tonight i could sing any song for you, recite any poem i can, throughout the night if you wish. long eloquent phrases that would roll in and out like the sea. punctuated and enunciated but ever flowing. i would do this because you asked me. but i'll stay silent if you don't. anonymous but present and secret but known. don't worry, no spite intended nor coarse judgement made. i am as i told you. just a little disappointed, because i know you want to be held and I want to hold you.