I try to move on,
yet your hold,
it grips me.
I'm normally not like this... this isn't how it was suppose to go... but now you're here... why did you have to come...
Silence was all that was heard.
Why am I always to blame... I am trying... giving is all I do... what else do you want me to do...
But no response was heard.
Letting go is out of the question... you got to work with me... I can't be the only one giving... how else can it work...
Yet nothing was said...
from either party.
