Lost Words

Sometimes when I Really need to talk to someone, usually someone in particular, and I don’t know how or what to say yet, or i dont have the guts to just call them, or write them, or look at them, I find myself on a really long walk and run the conversation through my head a few times, then I come home and write it down. and sometimes the essence of the things to be said, yet unsaid, the reason behind it is gone, gets filtered out through the conversations I have had with myself. And months later I will come across a piece of paper with a half written letter on it and realize that I never did say what ever it was I needed to say, to the person who I wanted to say it to.