Messy Feelings

Messy feelings keep me from talking. They gargle up to my throat and block me from saying a word. I swallow hard. But that nasty blob of unsettled hurt has stirred the acid in my stomach and it’s fumes have cause my nose to flair.

I’m about to explode. Yet, I dare not even utter a sound.

Composed, I look away from the person I love. The flame which has dried my tears, might just ignite the heart before me with a fire they have never felt in our entire married life.

In silence, I pray.

In time, I take myself for a walk, fix my eyes on something beautiful and lovely until my messy feelings are washed clean. Now, I too can try to be lovely with the person who has offended me.

I return a bit more level-headed and forgiving for I still enjoy being around my husband.

He does care about me, even though I too have stirred his acid once or twice, maybe just a few more times. But, whose counting. 😉

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