Here I lay just kissing the silence.
Even though she’s right next to me.
If that doesn’t paint the picture
Of what we have come to be.
What once was my life’s armor,
Is now the reason I can’t breathe.
Suffocating from this solitude.
I hate that I now want her to leave.
And so as I lay here kissing the silence.
Teary-eyed, yet not for what has faded.
I look to the unknown future.
Where I hope my heart won’t again be jaded.
In a sense, our time, I consider it a waste.
Just lying here kissing the silence.
Hoping in the morning, I don’t see her face.