Silence rules unhindered by everything else,
And locking of eyes so cold, seems to do the rest
Maintaining the frigid wall, which has now formed,
Strong and tall,
Seems by far, the easiest bet
Let's not converse,
Let's not get into depressing pieces of the past,
To which mutually, we are so averse
For we respect the malicious philosophy,
Which says everything happens for a reason,
And that all forms of lying and ill-directed treason,
Are last resorts thought out by minds, so subtly evil,
Yet clever enough to defend oneself when caught up in emotional prison
Have you begun to enjoy the sound of silence, my love?
For I certainly have, as it takes my mind away a bit above,
From what I hate to love and love to hate
And strangely sometimes, those things are one and the same
All thanks to the darkly funny game,
Played by a friend of mine, I'd like to call cruel old Fate
So forget the happy times for a life unseen,
And maybe if we meet one day, for real or in a dream
Each will take care to ask how the other's been
Make small talk, and try not to appear a wee bit too keen
No awkward silences, I hope would arise then
For, like you said, time is a healer
Curing all the whys and whens
So I believe you once more, as I have no other choice,
But I do hope this rhyme at that point,
Finds its way to my voice..
