A Symphony Of Darkness [WATTYS 2018 LONGLIST] [COMPLETE]

XVIII

I watch you standing by the window.

Still, quiet.

If I look deep enough, I think you'll reflect me.

Like a lake.

And like a lake, you will hide you depths.

I see you swathed in the words I used so expendably.

See how you accept them with a smile

Failing to hide the strain that smile put on

Your face, I miss you.

I miss your unsaid words, your warm silence,

The mere presence of yours

I crave it.

And I try to bring it

All back, but

Cannot.