Lets Talk.

The words were supposed to fall into place and mesh together perfectly. He was supposed to listen and understand where I was coming from. He was supposed to tell me his feelings, tell me his thoughts as I smiled at him. We were supposed to continue talking, but on a happier note. This was supposed to be a changing point. Tonight was supposed to be a good night. But instead, I just laid there, unable to say a word. Holding on and never wanting to let go.