chipped crystal
there’s some kind of ringing horror
just bouncing around in my mind
there are words i’ve never spoken
and so many regrets for things i didn’t do in the past
and so many regrets for things i know i won’t do in the future
because they’re always impossible in the present
you know those moments
when you’re just sitting and
a memory curls around you
like a familiar hug and you
feel this craving to reshare
that blink in your timeline
a slice of moonlight pie - a sliver of nostalgia
i’d like to tell so many people
that i remember them
that i miss them
and some part of me waits for them to say those words to me
but
i never can find the right time
to say anything
so i say nothing and let the ringing continue
why is the jumble in my mind so clear and so slanted
at the right angle there’d be a rainbow
but i keep tilting myself away from the light