Unspoken Words

I miss her so much every single day. Willingly wanting to talk to her but i couldn’t find the careful words to say. She’s so easily mistaken for her gentle foul words that she has decided to play. For they couldn’t hear the softening decayed tune in her voice, But rather so; Observe how quickly and swiftly a round of choices and bullets can dissolve a touché game of Russian roulette.