Have you ever just wanted to say something, but the words can’t or won’t come out? And then suddenly the moment has passed, and the words suddenly feel irrelevant. I think that’s why I write:

when the thoughts swirl too much in my head…
because I am afraid to say things out loud…
when there is no one to listen…
because I hope one day you’ll read my words…
I write because I know no other way.

This post is the first of a new series of post card poems. The written words never spoken or shared, but desperate to be heard. Enjoy!

 Your smell is gone
    From this empty room
Leaving my nights
                 colder
When did it all start to
       fade away?