This thought slipped out as a little joke and the words released into the air. I should have watched where they flew, but my mind never knew, that anyone would really care. But the night air was so thick, that the words they did stick, on someone my heart held so dearly. But soon after they were said, the left my head, as they meant nothing to anyone, clearly. Then many years down the road, the dear one’s words flowed, in my arms with the saddest of tears. I know my words were not meant, to show discontent, but that they did is a deepest of fears. My intentions are to love, so the words I speak of, would be much better left unsaid. But let’s try not to fester, words that come from a jester, to protect our hearts from being misled.