I’m monologue-ing again… inside my head. These are things I’ll probably never say – which sucks because I need to say them. They always boil up inside, overflowing. Everyone should say what they mean to say, admit what they want and not play with each other’s hearts. I should be honest all the time and not be afraid.
Closure is necessary. Without it the monologue never stops boiling, overflowing. How have I not learned to say what I’m thinking and call other people out on their own bullshit?
Fear.
Fear of being wrong; fear of ruining things.
Are some things better left unsaid?