Sometimes

Sometimes I’m not sure what words to share.

There is so much to say. 

And well, I can’t say there’s so little time.  Because I don’t know.  

There could be 50 more years or so.  

There could be a day or so.  

Sometimes I get sad when I think about it. 

Sometimes I don’t think about it at all.  

Sometimes I wonder what words I want to leave behind. 

Sometimes I wonder who I’m even leaving them behind for.  

Life is funny like that. 

There is so much to say. 

And sometimes I’m not sure what words to share.