I want to take up writing but there's too much I choose not to say. Hence, the vagueness:
She steals another glance, paying too much time on the periphery. Hiding words in vague phrases, borrowing meaning from songs: heed the call, close your eyes, take a chance, ask for a sign.
You have to wonder, why this silence? When it seems all you ever want is to be known.
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