You aren’t talking
Again
And
I want to know
Everything
About how
Your day was
Who you saw
What you are doing
And
You aren’t there
So
The tears run
Down my cheeks
Onto my neck
I don’t stop them
Head down
Eyes closed
And
I want to hear your voice
But
You aren’t there
Maybe
You never were
Or
Maybe you are
Always
And
This is all about me
My imagination
Taking over
Again
But
If you aren’t talking
Then
There isn’t anyone
Who will
Tell my imagination
To fuck off
I never listen
When I say it
But
This time
I think it might really
Be you
Which is a thing
I am not sure
How to handle
Except by waiting
Hoping
That I am wrong
Again
And
You could prove it
To me so easily
If you would
Say something
Before
I get over you
Judging from the visuals
That will not happen.
Pictures are hard
To deny
And some people are
Unable
To tell the truth
Or say goodbye
Me?
I could say it
But
You are not there
To hear me