They asked us,
"Why aren't you two talking?"
And, there it was, that awkward pause,
A silence he brushed off like it was nothing.
But me? I felt it deep.
Where were you?
Where were you when it mattered?
When a word could've fixed things,
Why did you keep quiet?
When the space between us loudly felt so wide.
Why didn't you step in then?
When the cracks were small,
Before they turned into,
Unreachable walls.
Now you ask, like it's simple,
Like your words can suddenly heal.
What gives you the right to ask now?
Now that everything's broken.
Now that the silence is all we have left?
It's too late.
And the silence isn't yours to break,
It's mine.
