Time seems to have slowed down
I can almost imagine the Cheshire grin on the clock
As seconds turn to minutes, minutes into hours...
The silence is killing me.
The wait seems unbearably long,
And I don't know how much longer I can stand around,
Waiting for her to say something.
Or at least give a sign.
And when she does,
I can hear my heart breaking.
There's an ache in my chest,
A hole in my heart,
As those eyes look away,
Breaking all contact,
Crushing all hope.
And then she turns away completely,
Her back mocking my defeat,
Laughing. Sneering.
But it's not the lack of response that hurts me,
It's the lack of the eye contact that does.
You don't have to say anything, my love.
Just look at me.
Just let me stare into those beautiful eyes of yours.
We don't have to talk,
We don't have to say a word.
If the silence before was a killer,
This one's a demon.
And I don't know why I keep standing there,
Watching her as she continues doing nothing in particular.
Anger, disappointment and pain, fills my heart
As I realize, she'd rather do nothing
Than look at me.
Unable to take it anymore,
I turn to leave.
To get out of this place and never come back.
Because really, what is the point anymore?
Why did I bother staying so long?
She doesn't know me.
She doesn't see me.
But what hurts the most,
She doesn't care.
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Him & Her
PoetryHe is in love with her. She is in love with him. Their problem? She can't speak. He doesn't know if he can wait. But they both want a happy ending. Badly. A love that was mute, unspoken, but deep, all the same. It's not complicated. Unless you're...