The air is hazy right now with all the things left hanging, unspoken...
"I missed you"
"I'm glad you're back"
"I like you too"
Words floating in space - they're there between us... in nuanced sentences, in hesitant hugs. They envelop the silence.
"I've been looking forward to this"
"Another hug please"
"You look good"
The words that get said instead - filtered.. each holding back just a tiny bit, uncertain. Afraid of saying the wrong thing, of saying too much. Unknowing. Shy.
And now I'm stuck here wishing I'd spoken aloud all the things I've been waiting to tell you, the things that I wrote to you while you were away - they drift all around me as I try to sleep. Words that I *want* to share but don't know how to voice, the ones that call out in the darkness wishing you were here to hear them... words that instead hang between us as we figure out how to pick up where we left off... before repeating this all over again.
(I have no doubt we'll figure it out... that I'll voice my words... that we will learn to say things without holding back... in time, with patience...)
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