you probably don't  realized this, but

I have a story to tell you

only,

I can't tell this story yet

no,

not yet

believe me,

I want to...

but it's too new,

too much  " here ".

too much still " with me "

pride isn't siliencing me

not ego,

nor lack of humility...

it's

the confusion,

the exhaustion,

the frustration,

the depression,

the constant lack

of validation...

and

the devastation

these things

have stolen me

from me...

from you

they came and robbed me blind...

and left me with nothing but

a story to tell

one day,

I will tell you

one day,

I hope to be able

to share

all of

everything

with you

but

it's too soon...

too real...

too damaging...

too ridiculous...

too devastating...

too much

still

with me

the story...

it will forever be

with me

but now,

I can't help but wonder...

will you ?