Some Words Are Best Unsaid

Half past twelve, a Friday night, the time just seems too slow

Watching the re-run of a show for the hundredth time in a row.

A sudden beep just to my right interrupts my favourite scene

That too-familiar white light flashes at the top of my phone screen

A name I didn’t need to guess tops my Whatsapp list
I try my best to stop it but an unwilling smile persists.

As I deftly type the reply strictly composed by my mind

The message that my heart had drafted remains but undefined.

It goes into those recesses that seem to flood my head

Filled to the the brim with all those million words I never said.

Being a woman of so many words, it’s such a big disgrace

The key my fingers hit the most is sadly the backspace.

I never press that like button, my mind calls it a crime

FYI, my heart has reacted at least a million times.

I post that bland emoticon in each and every case

But while doing so, I wish you saw the smile that floods my face.

I take my own sweet time before I reply to your text

But trust me, before I even start, I’m waiting for the next.

I’m stingy with my compliments, a word of praise is rare

But if fortunes could be made with words, my heart’s a zillionaire.

I say that it’s the winter that has caused my cheeks to flame

But you and I know just too well, it’s you who is to blame.

In the constant fight that rages on between the heart and mind

There have been times when the heart has sleekly pushed logic behind.

And succeeded right till the end in justifying hopes

That pull the heartstrings just the way one pulls a puppet’s ropes.

And then at that moment and time, when the mind has given in,

When all those cautious reasons have been dumped into the bin,

I start to type out all the feelings stored up in my head,

But then as usual, my heart says “Some words are best unsaid”.