stop whisperin’

i say hurry up. for you may never know when it’s already just too late... n’ think afterwards..... maybe even after long years that “why couldn’t i figure out the difference between a goodnight n’ a goodbye.... n’ they went away with their suitcases packed.”... which also contained your laughter n’ tears.

so don’t wait no more. remove that dry leaf from her shoulder if you really want to before the wind volunteers n’ take it away........ n’ she may never know what really happened between you n’ the wind. alright you can have one complaint but he may have two. so what’s the use of keepin’ scores if it can only make you lose in the end.

stop just rememberin’ someone for so long that someone starts forgettin’ you. someone may not agree. but someone may. so stop whisperin’.... for those whispers may get lost. for they maybe surrounded by people who talk a lot. n’ most of them forget when they talk that they always had an option of keepin’ quiet. an option which you may have taken so often.

stop whisperin’. start shoutin’..... till you make those echoes whisper what you wanted to say. reach for the hand before it slips away forever. or else.... even when you’ll find it back.... maybe there won’t be no blood still runnin’ inside it which makes it really warm.

maybe you mean what you mean. but it’d mean nothin’ at all till you mean it. n’ no matter how much you pay the stevedores to carry your emotions back to your heart..... some cargo will always fall in the way.... n’ they’ll be seen in your eyes what your lips just couldn’t say. but maybe then.... there won’t be no one to look straight into your eyes.

you don’t have to wait for someone to fall to hold them but you can do that right now. you don’t have to be in a crowded place to start shoutin’ but you can shout in perfect silence too. stop whisperin’. i say... stop whisperin’.



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