too loud

This is one of those nights when every word is too loud and doesn't mean what you need it to mean. Saying that my world is dark right now is too dramatic, too easy, too untrue. I am in half-light, my heart is in half-light. It's funny, like the kind of funny that makes you quiet, how love is always in the other room, and my heart calls out to it every few moments to make sure it's still there. Love is too loud a word, turn it down please.

What I meant to say is that there wasn't a tree tall enough to see over this. What I meant to say is that I fell in before you, and then again after you. What I meant to say is that I know what you're going to say before you say it, and I don't know why.

What I meant to say is that you're right, we don't know who we are.