I have conversations with you
in my head.
In them I speak my mind.
Tell you exactly how I feel.
What I want.
What I need.
But these conversations
stay in my head.
I never seem to speak my mind.
I don't tell you how I feel
About what I want
and what I need.
Because I am a coward.
I am afraid to have such
conversations.
Afraid of how they will end.
So I make myself pretend.
That I don't feel those things.
That I don't want and need them.
Because I am a coward.
JSM
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