#SilentConfessions

The Unsaid
Sits between us
Like an unwelcome guest.
It leers in my direction,
And I swerve to avoid its spittle.
I couldn't tell you how long
It's been here,
And at this point,
I'm too terrified and fatigued to ask.

I miss you.

You're right next to me,
But I miss you.

Your arm leans against mine,
Yet I crave your touch.

I can feel the heat
Emanating from your body,
And I wish you were here with me.

This loss -
This grief -
Is so profound
I find myself unable to
Respond vocally.

How does one
Continue to converse
When their entire
Universe
Is shattering with the
Realisation that
We are not going to last forever?

That our love is not immortal?

I miss you now.
I will miss you later.
Our end hovers above us
While you stare unseeingly
At the tumultuous
Ocean waves.

I wish you'd react.
I wish I had proof that
What I do affects you in
Any way.
As it stands,
I am inconsequential
In your life.
Unimportant.
Forgettable.

I deserve better.

We deserve better.

We need to end this now,
While we...