Still Reaching

if I say I’ll call and I don’t, I’m sorry.

life gets heavy sometimes.

and I know that you want to lighten that load

but some burdens feel like they only fit my shoulders.

it’s not that I don’t trust you

it’s that I don’t trust the words I’d spill at 2AM,

when silence feels like safety,

and saying too much feels like drowning.

so please know,

when I go quiet, I am still reaching for you.

just in ways that don’t make sound.