Standing Room Only

I knew what letters I wanted to send 

and what letters I never should have sent. 

The ones I never should have loved 

and the ones I should have loved harder. 

Hugged longer. 

Laughed louder. 

I wanted to find my way 

with you by my side. 

I wanted to let them know how 

much I cared. 

But I didn’t always know how. 

I didn’t know how to say 

I love you. 

I didn’t know how to show you  

I cared. 

So I retreated into myself. 

And never gave away my heart. 

I was scared it would be broken. 

Scared it would be made fun of. 

Scared it wouldn’t know what to do.