Are some things really better left unsaid? Is the risk of embarrassment enough to trap your true thoughts within your heart, or does the entrapment only make the heartache worse? I wonder, can you ever really say enough, or will there always be some piece of you going back in your mind, constantly replaying the conversation, editing it, or changing it all together. You see, words are truly the beating heart that courses through the veins of humanity. If not words, then gestures. A brush on the hand, two pairs of eyes locking, a small smile exchanged with no words spoken at all. All of my life I have traveled back to moments that have passed, the emotional ones at least, and I have concluded that the common denominator is wishing. Wishing I said what I thought, but mostly, wishing I hadn’t. It is communication that shapes everything around us, meaning, dynamics, tone. The funny thing is, sometimes, the words I wish I hadn’t said, are words I never meant to say at all. They are wildfire thoughts spewing from my mouth, created by anger, sadness, or rejection. Once they are said though, it is nearly impossible to retrieve them. You’ll over-explain, you’ll profusely apologize, and all you’ll do is remind the other person of those little fires you wish you had put out. What i’ve learned, and what I am learning still, at the risk of sounding obvious, is that it truly is better to take time, to process, and to come with only the embers that no longer burn in your throat. Nothing is better left unsaid, but polishing the thoughts you need to release, with your extremely judgmental future self in mind, may be the very thing to save you from trying to extinguish fires that have traveled far out of the reach of your regret.
Sincerely,
Sammy
Sincerely, Sammy 
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