the way you don't want to answer
when I ask you all the whys
has the same bleak undertone
as the fact I never write about you
there's a resemblance
that cannot be unseen
once discovered
the spaces between the lines
speaking volumes
the things left unsaid
parts left untouched
even this is difficult
I can't tell if you're holding me afloat
or pulling me down
If I cut you loose
will one of us sink
or both
or do we float
like we haven't for so long
© coldscars