Fragments fall faster then tears,
As our everything becomes nothing,
You tell me everything is fine,
But we both know there's something,
Gaps between us,
Large and small,
Keeps us apart long enough,
For the fall,
Silent nights,
Become silent days,
The tension in the air lingers,
The longer the silence stays,
Both frantic with panic,
Assuming the other has stain,
Perpetuating this feeling,
Caused by each other's pain,
Fragments fall slowly,
Eventually it will be the last,
And everything that we once had,
Will just be fragments of the past.
©justin_ur
J