she leans forward and sighs
says, ‘there’s a hush in here’
i agree but silently
can’t think of a thing to say

if she has to blame someone
i guess i will take it
but i will fight from falling
into what she thinks i am

cause only one of us is keeping secrets
only one of us just can’t forget
we both know somethings wrong here
but only one of us knows why it’s quiet

she can’t start a conversation
she does not want to stay
‘please don’t go’ i whisper low
she doesn’t ask me what i said

deepest fear of hurting her
no, the worst fear she won’t care
why can’t i talk to her
when she runs her finger through her hair