Everyone talks of the fights,
scathing words meant to hurt,
leave scars that would never heal.
Yet no one talks about the silence
that echoes the wails of two hearts;
the moment when you feel the love
that made your world spin ferociously
slip away from your fingers -
like sand from an open palm.
Everyone talks of wanting to leave,
but no one speaks of willing to stay,
yet finding no way to do it.
No one speaks of those moments
when though in each other’s arms you lie,
you find yourself alone -
and too tired to even try.
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