moment of silence

his words were trapped behind 

whispers

lingering on lips like forgotten kisses

he 

was a never ending story

a fairy tale

told to unimaginative hearts

everyone 

said he was just a dreamer

spending his days

sitting on the dock of the bay

catching quiet hearts 

just for the conquest 

then throwing them back

because they were broken

he wanted to love

but he was afraid of falling

tripping over his own self worth

fearing that she 

wouldnt catch what was left of his heart

so every night

he would soak up the courage

to pour his heart into her soul

but by day break

his will was broken

beat up

by the bully in his mind 

for believing that she would ever love him

so at sunrise

he was silent

never saying what was wrapped in his soul

he was playful

but only with his own emotions

hoping she would see past his past

he was never her type

but love never had a type

love was love

and he would rather be trapped in it

with her

silently

wrapped in her whispers

listening to whatever lingered on her lips

like forgotten kisses

so every morning

silently

he would say her name

place it in his prayer

right before he would say amen

knowing that god

could hear the silence of his heart

until he found the courage to say it out loud

(paulwroteit/copyright 2014)