The Secret I Almost Told You

There was a moment, one heartbeat too long  where I almost let it spill. The thing I’ve been holding back. The words that press against my ribs every time we’re too close, too quiet, too much in sync. I almost told you everything.

But fear is louder than love sometimes. Fear whispers about rejection, about ruining what’s already good, about never being able to take it back. So I swallowed it, let the silence take its place, and pretended the secret wasn’t burning me alive.

One day, maybe, I’ll say it. But for now, it lives in the almosts. And I hope, in some unspoken way, you already know.

Final Word: Sometimes secrets aren’t meant to be spoken, they’re meant to be felt.

Disclaimer: This is confession, not advice. Don’t gamble with your heart based on blog posts.