Everyone has words that sit in the back of their head,
the ones they want to say,
It’s the oldest dilemma in existence,
the dreaded conversation that needs to be had.
But, the words just sit locked away in a box,
and you can’t seem to find the key,
you’re not ready to.
It’s probably hiding somewhere that you’re afraid to go,
somewhere that is surrounded by fear,
fear that your whole life may come unraveled if you go searching for that key.
Maybe you will have the conversation one day,
maybe you won’t.
It’s only you who can decide to go to that place.
It’s only you who can open that box.