Silent Tears

You say you love me,

You say you miss me.

You call me,

You ask for portraits and videos.

Then when I say no,

You beg and say please baby.

So I give in...

I call you,

You don't answer.

I text you,

You don't answer.

Weeks go by...

Still no answer,

I lay here now crying my silent tears.

Do you not really love me?

Do you not really miss me?

Am I just a fragment of dust in your wind?

I miss you,

I love you,

but do you love me or miss me?

So now I'm crying my silent tears asking myself these questions.

You have asked for my hand in marrage,

But you must of been joking.

I'm afraid of saying it's over,

But what if what we had or what I thought we had is over now.

All I know now is that I'm left with these questions,

And no answer.

So I cry in hopeing that no one hears me.