Silence is Leaden

I wonder what I'd say to her, if she
Would let me speak again. “I miss
You.” Would she take offense?
“I hope that all goes well with you,”
Though I know that it never does.
“I love you. Do you love me, too?”
She'd vehemently tell me no,
But she would not run off again.
She'd stay. She'd hope I didn't
See her later when she turned
To look at me.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-02-24 at 23:38

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