Performances

“Words I Couldn't Say”

In an old drawer, I found a letter—
words I never dared to send.
With trembling hands, I gently unfolded it.

Hey… how have you been?
With worn-out words that sounded almost careless,
I asked how you’d been—

I wrote of thanks; I wrote of love—
Every first we shared
was a happiness too deep to capture.
These were the words I left behind.

Words I couldn’t bring myself to say.
But one day, I know I must—
I have to.

Each day, I wondered—
what words could I say,
what expression could carry them?
But even I couldn't untangle
the clumsy ache inside my heart.
And so, quietly,
I began to prepare for goodbye.

I wrote of thanks; I wrote of love—
Every first we shared
was a happiness too deep to capture.
These were the words I left behind.

Words I couldn’t bring myself to say.
But one day, I know I must—
I have to.

Words of thanks, words of regret—
I wrote down,
along with how much
I loved every first we shared together.

Words I once couldn’t bear to say…
Now, with a quiet smile,
I finally speak them—
as I let you go.