What do I say?

Looking ahead as the silence surrounds us.

Two souls who are supposed to be so close yet seems so far away.

I open my mouth for something to say, yet my lips slowly come together in desperation.

Pursued in frustration at of lack of communication

I look ahead as we succumb to the quiet

Not eery but uncomfortable as we try to find the words to talk.

“The weather good”… you slowly nod

I wish for the day when we could talk and talk

I’d have something to say, all merry and gay

But alas today is not the day