It was happening to her again. Her words were stuck in her head and the silence that was coming out was not golden. There were so many things she wanted to say, so many more questions she wanted to ask, but she held them inside.
She couldn't tell if she was holding these thoughts back intentionally or because she was scared or if she simply didn't think the timing was right. She knew all of them needed to be expressed eventually. To him. She just didn't know how right now.
For now, feeling safe was good enough. Feeling supported and loved was good enough. Conversation was good enough. But she knew the word enough wasn't going to hold for long. It was already coming a part at the seams. She could feel the pressure of the pending break.
And after everything finally broke free, she had no idea what would happen. How she would feel. What he would say.
Would there just be more silence?
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