being careful.

i wanted to write it down for you.
scribble it out
fold it up
and place it in your hands.

i wanted you to hold it,
save it for later,
unfold it
and pick it apart slowly.

i wanted them to matter--
those words,
what i felt,
and for you to care.

but instead i wrote them,
and re-wrote them
in my head
and decided never to give them to you.