"i wanted to send words,,,,"

Hullo feathers;

You seem lighter than usual. Just when I think you may have settled, there you go dancing again. I mean, it's a pain to control but sort of beautiful to watch. Maybe I should just let it happen.

I've said it so easily before; I even fear you won't believe me. And you are feathers; either strangers or metaphors. And so yet, whilst I think I may be safe to confide in you, I can honestly say that I can't bring myself to do it. I have typed and deleted 10 characters, 8 letters, 3 words. I have felt it and denied it constantly and now...now I am lost.

I am a walking, talking, living, breathing, weight gaining, menstruating cliche.

Little too much information; apologies.

Here goes the dance again...