In all those ways I could not speak.
The anguish of not being able to tell how someone’s unkind word uprooted your world. The times when you could not tell your friend to love you more because you could not help yourself.The moments when you crumbled to the silence of night and wished the sun to shine forever and those times when mornings felt a burden on your heart. In those all times when your chaos became your peace and the loss of your words, your battles. In all those ways you could not speak. In all those ways.