twohands

It annoyed me when she said, don't speak, you'll ruin it.
But maybe sometimes it's better to speak in silence.
Maybe our souls tell each other secrets our mouths do not know,
Maybe our eyes unveil mysteries that our minds can’t decipher.
Maybe letters and words and sounds aren’t enough to say what needs to be said.
Maybe what needs to be said, is exactly what shouldn’t be said at all.
Or maybe what is said is not what is felt.
Maybe that’s what she meant.
Maybe she was scared that the words would lie to the eyes and the souls.
Or maybe she was scared that the eyes and the minds were the ones telling the lies.
That maybe eyes didn’t reveal mysteries,
And that minds didn’t communicate in secret without sound.
Maybe when she said don’t speak, you’ll ruin it, she knew that it would.