I could have
But I did not
Say the words
I should have done
In the night
Of dying embers
In the days
Of Summer sun.
I could have
But I did not
My words
Choked up inside
I did not reach
Nor ask
My heart
It tried to hide.
The reality
In its retrospect
In a moment
Slipped away
Almost callous
Silent heartbeat
Within the words
I did not say.