Fear my silence, not words..

Words are my love. I live for them. My words are honest. But I hate silence. I hate the words that are left unsaid. The unattended and neglected feelings hurt. Don’t worry when I yell at you. Don’t worry when I knock on your door in the middle of the night because I’m hurt. Don’t worry…

Unfinished — Monogamy In The Midwest

A wonderful article published by “Monogamy in the Midwest”