Ever get stuck sitting somewhere. . . words stuck in your throat but you can't make a sound, simply because it would seem like the world will collapse in on you when the words come out?
Ever have a confession you can not make to the one other person?
This was my moment. My moment when I swallowed my words and felt the world tunneling in, simply because I loved a man I shouldn't have. Because the guilt of loving the man I shouldn't has worn itself thin as it chipped away at my moral soul.