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
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Great post!!
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Thank you 🙂
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Absolutely love this! (and quite recognisable). If all fails, drag the weather into trying to vocalise your personal problems… 😉
Love,
Dominique
http://www.fashionedbypluche.blogspot.com
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