just to voice out every word left out

Each tear drop had a sentence to say, a sentence coming from my letter for you. Should I take the courage and say it all now? Or will I just wait for the last dying day I have. To touch your hand and hold it was somewhat a dare for me as always. To hug you was the goal of the year and yet I lost my chance once we lost the friendship. But did we really lose that friendship? Or are we just lost in a path we didn’t have to take but we took anyway? I think it was I who led you to the unknown and an unknown yet found would explain each reason unspoken. How can a reason explain every reason set on the table, when every reason should be known? How can a reason not have its meaning once sitting right in front of you? Full of meaning and full of words to voice out yet it sunk into the depths of the sea. But now that each tear drop rolls down my cheek, let me just tell you this. One tear drop adds to the words you thought you would never hear. Another would the mistake of wiping away and another is just one more “I miss you” left unsaid.