We backtrack

What's better wasting words or saying the wrong thing?

To have hope

Or lose hope

We Live on

An endless existence

Not even death can take away

The pressure to do good in the presence of stress

I know you compare us

So how do I stand up next to her?

I'm I less than expected

Don't say a word

I know what you wish to say

But can't

Because lies we dared to remove from these conversations

Because we speak the truth

I not only with you

But words mean not when false expressions block them

'So have you been faithful to the thought of me?

No...

*whispers* Do you love me?

Hell no....

*quieter* Do you even need me?

Fuck no...'

Leave I will

The phone shock has me speechless

Detached from my mind to mouth

The words...I CAN'T JUST SPIT THEM OUT

Does tack mean nothing to you?

*laughs* no