Not saying much of anything.

I couldn’t sleep last night. Or this morning. You were among my thoughts. I almost reached out and bared it all to you. I held back. I don’t know if I made the right decision. Whether it matters at all. For my sanity, it does. I think I’ll tear myself my mind apart until I decide to unleash this in the universe, one way or another. Maybe one day I’ll have the courage to say it to you.