Friday, December 20

Words In Boxes

My room is a disaster at the moment. I was going to clean it Monday, and now it's somehow Friday night. I swore to myself today I will freaking clean my room, and I did. Almost. I started to, anyway, until I found a box on my shelf. Well, I mean, I knew it was there, so I didn't find it per say; but that's not the point. In this box was another box, one that I forgot about. That was the real find. 
You see, this box holds memories. Thoughts. Feelings. Words. Approximately an entire year's worth of them; 12 little index cards, one for each month, for an entire year. It sounds stupid, I know. But I think this was the best idea I've ever had- I don't know if I'll go through with it, but either way, it was a good idea. 

You know all of those thoughts you have that you constantly wish you could share with people and say what you mean instead of just sitting there and thinking about what you'd like to say in that moment, or even what you've always wanted to say to a specific person, but then just letting that moment slip away without saying anything and you're left just thinking about what could have happened if you simply just said what was on your mind? This is that, written down on a singular tiny index card for each month of one whole year. How I felt and wanted to say for that specific month, but didn't. No dates, no order, just thoughts, feelings- words. 

These are the things I will never say, but wanted to. 

The purpose of this project was to write down the general things from each month of one year that I was feeling at that time, specifically to one person in particular. Then, at the beginning of the next year, I would give all the cards to this person. 
Why? Because life's too short to have meaningful things go untold. I don't want to start to drift away from people that actually mean something to me and have possibly thousands of things I wish I could have said to them just sitting in the back of my head. Those thoughts of untold feelings and unsaid truths would haunt me. I had almost forgotten about the cards, honestly, as I started them at a specific point in the year and one year had already went by now; it was nice re-reading them, however, and I found for the most part I still feel the same way as I did when I wrote each card. Although I was too scared to give away these cards at the true one year mark, now it's getting close to another new year- 2014. Maybe I'll decide to kick off the new year by sucking it up and actually say what I really mean to, with purpose, to those that I want need to. They may already know these things, I don't know. I can't assume that, because as far as I know they have no way of knowing any of the things I have wanted to say to them. 

My main point is: Life is too short to keep your words in boxes instead of using them as they were intended. Don't wait for someone to walk in or out of your life to tell them what you want to, what you need to. Hell, what they need to, even. Even if they've heard it a thousand times over. Don't ever let friendship, happiness, and love go unacknowledged or unspoken.