Sunday, July 31

another final attempt to save the fish

To speak is to mean risking the strength I've gathered
To let those words out of my mouth is to mean putting my heart in your hands
To speak is to mean opening up my soul to you
To let those words out of my mouth is to mean hearing your answer.


These words are probably the hardest ones that will come out from my mouth
Harder than supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
or pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
These words that I haven't said in quite a long time
Means having to thresh out every sad memory.


To confess my love for you means saving a fish, no matter how injured it is.