Sitting in Silence

For every raindrop on my windowpane
there is a word meant for you that was left unspoken
These thoughts live only in my head and heart
and their imprisonment leaves the silence unbroken

Yet every word you say to me
is a bell to wake my soul
Your lips overflow with an abundance of compassion and sincerity
to make this cracked heart whole

Precious these words you give to me are
so I hold them to my chest most greedily
Foolish, for there seems no limit to your kindness
and so I hoard them all so needlessly

Why must I hold these words I have for you hostage
for they would do better said aloud
The sad truth is that I am fearful that I will fail you
and so I live my life a coward