Silence Kills Love

In the morning bliss, I feel the unescapable touch of the morning sun.

As I lay in bed I am struck by the fact that I am alone.

No not physically, but emotionally. You are here with me but

I know that you will never trully be with me. A relationship is

based on love and it feels like I am just a ghost 

trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.

You told me that you were the only one I needed. 

I need you to call me and tell me you love me too.

Tell me that you are sorry.

All I want is for you to tell me your feelings.

 In reality comfortable silence is overrated.

Talk to me, tell me.

Knowledge is key and I have none from you. 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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