i always care more than i show. they say actions speak louder than words but sometimes it would be so much more convenient to drown out these actions by projecting my heart on a giant screen undiluted, uncomplicated by mischosen words, nothing lost in the interpretation, nothing left unsaid. maybe if i could have showed you, things wouldnt have ended as they did. because what was most important was the hardest to believe and impossible to see. i tried to put it into words but my failure my inadequacy too clumsy to convey. not with words but in the language of pink-purple-swirling-sweetness, remembered inside and revisited elicits an immediate return to an image of your face and my frightened touch of something so beautiful, each moment that could have been the last. one was.