Excerpts I'll Never Tell

Cradled

I tried tonight, but I got scared. My computer just looked back at me and reflected off my glasses in some weird thick tension.
I submitted, and it got hard to breathe.
So, I deleted it.
Now here I am wondering what if you didn't, what would have happened? Nothing?
There are times that come when I want to talk, just one conversation because it comes easy. Ya know?
But the sun sets, and I'm no longer covered in optimism, and the night sets in. Oh, how I've learned to love her too.
She covers me and cradles me showing me that the stars, too, shine for me.
So, I will continue to be cradled and watch hesitantly as I flip another card telling me what to do. Like a second language of love that is now lost. That's how I've been able to describe each relationship.
A new language you have learned, and when you end, it becomes lost. However, I am fluent in you. I will turn my face to the sun and, as they say, let the shadows fall behind me.