Wanted to say something to him,
but the words never made it across my lips,
Was it the awkward pauses in the interim,
was it my fear of being put in a fix,
was it my inhibitions that made me abstain,
looking back at it now, who could tell,
see that's the funny thing about the brain,
it has a tendency to forget the pain,
the only thing now that rings a bell,
the only thing that my mind remembers,
the only thing that clicks,
is that I wanted to say something to him,
but the words never made it across my lips.
©candoura
C