It’s been 3 weeks since I have heard the sound of your voice. I am torn. I stay away as preservation. I wish for nothing but to speak to you, yet the second I hear a word from your lips, I fear I will lose resolve and fall weak at the knees.
Sometimes, we have to do what is hard so we can carry on. We need to guard our fragile hearts. They are still mending and are endangered by the ones who were protecting them in the first place.
“I sit in silence
wondering if I could
hear you across the world”
Love, B. R. Wren