There was a day she said
"Thank you for the scarf..."
Panting, shaking, staring down
She left it at my place
Days or weeks ago
I can't remember now...

It was returned along with silence
Her trembling arms begging for a hug
The T-shirt on her frame
Asking for my jacket
Or just a bit of affection.

I never felt colder in my life

~

There was a day she said
"It won't work out,
we'll have to part."
Written beneath the screen
Of a mobile telephone;
On the very first summer afternoon.

Before I even woke up -
Before I read a word
She wrote
"Please respond, I'm worried;
as I know what you might do."
On that day, I learned my place
Seeking solace in dreams forgotten

Never to feel lonelier ever again.

~

There was a day you said
- nothing
Simply rose from the bench
And wrapped your arms around...
Though, eventually, words came through
I can't remember the lines;
And neither can you.

I looked my worst;
Pale, in comparison,
To one so beautiful
And yet you keep denying
That I ever had a single bent hair
That I ever twisted my tongue
That I might've averted my gaze...
(in shame or not)

I hope your words fail you
As much as they do myself
So that, one day, should heavy words
Come weighing down upon our ears
And Hearts

We won't say a thing.