I read an anonymous poem a little while ago entitled Your Words. I'll include it below.

Your Words
Words; your words, echo in my mind’s eye
Words, meant to calm, crucify
and rattle thoughts I tried to suppress
Entrapping me in a barbed caress

Raped by these words of my precious intellect
My mind, it runs, unchecked
Brooding, it analyzes
Obsesses

Have you given me your fears
or have you merely awakened mine?
Do you speak cardinal truths
Or blasphemous lies?

Take it back take it back
before it’s too late.
Otherwise death is my only escape.
-Anonymous

What really spoke to me when I read this was the raw and unfiltered inner turmoil: the sadness, confusion, anger and despair in the speaker's voice are nearly palpable. It's clear that these words the speaker refers to are not coming from a stranger but from someone she loves deeply. Yet this inner turmoil suggests she is afraid to reveal this pain to the person who unintentionally wounded her. It is as if she is afraid her emotions are not valid and she is torn between wanting the relief that will come with talking and taking the words to her grave.

What the speaker's fear is keeping her from realizing is that words are powerful, especially when they come from someone you love. If something hurts, no matter how meaningless and simplistic it may seem, there is a reason that it hurts and that reason is valid. It may not even have to do with the person who spoke them but the fact that someone who you love spoke them is just enough to put you over the edge.

Of course it's normal and expected to be afraid to confront someone with something that seems so meaningless, but if the person loves you, she can look past such simplicities and instead appreciate both the fact her words mean so much to you and that she has the power to calm the inner storm raging inside you.