nothing to be said

there is much to be said
that goes
unsaid as night approaches,
as the cold
air settles upon you,
and the tiredness
of the days
seeps into your bones. so much
can be said
about so much.
when you were young
you would find
a set of ears
who would listen to such
talk. together by a fire,
or against one
another in bed,
you'd say what needed
to be said,
but now, it's okay to
say nothing.
say to no one what you feel.
it's okay
to be quiet
and let the night and sleep
fall upon you.