And Sadness Still By: LD

Of course it couldn't happen. I watch you, your every movement, your every word, each is preciously locked away, for me to recall. For who knows how long this can last? This willing innocence? How long will it go on before you find out and reject me? Cast me away like so many others have.

I know it will never happen, and I can never tell you. Never confess the deep pains I feel. Every time you question my silence, every time you ask what's wrong, never knowing how deep you hit with your patient worry, I feel like telling you, making known the sorrow I feel.

But I can't. You'd understand and pity me. You all would. And that's what would hurt worst of all.

And so I suffer in silence. Alone among so many.