Crisp clean cuts of words
Shred my arguments into
ar
gu
me
nts
Fluttering down
Into the dark silence between us.
I try to pick them up off the awkward space
And piece them back together before you
But the five second rule seems to apply
And I am not quick enough to make the time.
So instead we say nothing
As you proudly bask in what you think is resign
And I softly cry out truths unspoken.
Someday the tears will be too heavy
And crash down on our love
With a loud goodbye.
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