You sit across from me in the room,
close enough to converse,
Yet we choose the silence to consume,
what little remains of verse.
But it wasn't always like this,
Oh! What hearty conversations we had!
U made me laugh, u made me pissed,
Tell me love, did I make u mad?
The silence engulfs our relationship;
that my desperate attempts can't bend,
my satirical taunts, my showmanship,
all to no end, all to no end.
©candoura
C