“Shut it! ” he said, giving her a light punch. As if her words were something to keep hidden. A zipper to close up, a cover to secure, As if the reality was too hard to bear.
She paused in her thoughts, in her emotions, in her passion. She swallowed her anger and held back her longing. Looking down, with her hands resting in her lap, Her words were tightly wrapped, like a map being folded away.
Every button was secured to her heart. It felt like she needed quiet to think things through. But a storm began to form within her... For every quiet person, there is something to understand.
He thought he had succeeded, believing silence equated to calm. Yet calm can boil over, and the tension only increases. One day, the thread holding her together will break, And she will shout with a voice as fierce as steam.
So say it now, while her mouth is sealed, She won't hold on to it forever. She is just waiting for the right moment to speak.