The curse of silence
Silence is a virtue for some, but for me it's a curse. All the things I wish I had said. I wish I told you that you look great in that dress, or that your hair always looked the best, that the way that you smiled well it melted my heart. Yet I didn't instead I stood in the background and didn't say a word. What a fool I truly was.
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