You can say as much as you want,
but in the end,
you're going to having nothing left to say.
What else is there to say?
"I love you."
"You ruined my life."
"You're perfect."
"I miss you."
No reply is a response.
No "goodbye" or "hello" is a response.
No hug or a kiss is a response.
We talk so much to the point where all we do is walk by one another.
There's a time in our lives,
where we get so overwhelmed with emotions,
it starts to seep out.
It's uncontrollable.
Tears stream out of our eyes.
Words start to overflow from our mouths.
Our bodies curl up not knowing what to do.
We burst until we're just a shell.
What's left of us?
Our shell has sunk to the bottom of the ocean.
There's noting else to spill out.
We're drowning in these waters.
You get up,
and start over.
A fresh start,
in a new shell.
June 28th, 2019
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