#116 Almost,


Maybe after a
period of time when things changed
in a blink of eye.

To sadly realise
what forgotten were some words
that were left unsaid.

Yet the final one
sentence that remained was that
we were almost there.



#42 Unsaid words,

Hidden as deep,
as secrets piled a heap.
Choosing not to say,
its probably better this way.
Giving promises to keep,
but talk is cheap.
Uncertainty slowly came,
and fear the same.
Keep those words in heart,
hoping for a brand new start.
Just not being able to have that say,
that is the only price to pay.