Silence is Golden:

Humming my own tune

Thinking of the words

Longing to just say

I love her and nothing you can do will keep me from her

But knowing if I

Utter those words

It would be a lie

She's already stopped me

From seeing my lover

O where did I go wrong?

Why must I have spoken when I should have kept silent?

If silence is indeed golden,

That silence would have been a crown of purest gold ornamented with the largest cuts of the most precious stones