An Idle Mind Is the Devil's Workshop.

I would sit not saying anything pertaining to my feelings for the last few weeks. Not saying I wasn't thinking, but the thoughts just seemed unable to be verbalized at the time. I anticipated this meeting returning to its regular schedule, but the time never seemed to come. I could think of a million things to say but not one you would ever hear. And now that it's too late I can't help but to feel a little depressed about the situation and my failure to keep in touch with you. I heard you ask where I had been but I refused to answer, so you slowly turned away. Finally I find the time for you where you fit comfortably amongst all my other values in life. Hello to you too.

You could have not easily been removed that's why we have come to meet again and my words even more vivid than before you've noticed. I'm sure you might had expected more but that's clearly not what your getting. Things have changed and my mind is seen more clearly through my skull cause I'm human, and I also make mistakes and at times things in life aren't as stable as they could be but I'm working on that diligently. Basically, if I start back sitting here in silence give me a minute to get my answer together before you rush me to it. My mind is never idle. I'm clearly in deep thought