Torn by his silence;
She said all she knows how.
It's his turn to speak
And he has nothing to say.
Hating his silence,
her tears flow freely.
She can't see him;
Just memories of his eyes...
Who knows what he's saying to that other girl?
Does he smother her with sweet words,
Like he did when he captured
my heart?
Piercing...
His silence;
Screaming she can't bear.
Her heart is crying out
Yet his voice...
Still silent... |