The Sound of Maybe

When truth disappears behind politeness, words protect us from being seen.

I'll think about it.

I don't want to decide yet.

Maybe later, when things settle down.

I need distance, but I don't want to close the door.

I might be able to.

I want to sound open, even if I'm not.

I'll try.

I'm softening the failure in advance.

It's probably fine either way.

I'm erasing preference to stay safe.

Let's touch base soon.

I want the connection without the commitment.

It's on my radar.

I see it, just not enough to act.

I'll get back to you when I can.

I mean it, but not urgently.

No worries if not.

I want to seem unbothered, even when I am.

That could work.

I don't want to disagree first.

I'm open to it.

But not enough to move.

We'll figure it out.

I'm hoping someone else will.

Let's play it by ear.

I don't want to plan or promise.

That's interesting.

I don't know how to respond.

I don't mind either way.

I'd rather you decide so I can't be blamed.

Maybe tomorrow.

I'm giving myself time to forget.

I'm flexible.

I don't want to need anything.

I'm not saying no.

Yet.

We'll see what happens.

I'll let chance make my choices.

In the soft language of almost, everything solid disappears.