'dying to let you know'
you probably wouldn't believe me but
in the middle of the laughter
and the dumb jokes
more than a part of me,
was dying to let you know
what i thought in that moment
what i felt.
i was dying to let you know
the things you silently anticipated to hear.
it was there, at the tip of my tongue,
so, so close to slipping out.
i clenched my teeth and bit my tongue,
because that was such a good moment.
it was all okay and if i did let it slip out,
that good moment would've all been for nothing.
i'm dying to let you know that,
doing that came with a sense of regret,
but if i were to ruin that very second
where it felt, and seemed alright,
i would've regretted that more.
