Speak.

What do you have
to say to me?
Don’t you sigh
when you look across
these barren conversations
which wither everytime I look at them
Do you see them?
Do you think of them,
with their stops and empty silences?
Have you nothing to say to me?
Even silence will do, if it speaks.

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