We were together for two hours.
I talked for twenty seven of those minutes.
Ninety three minutes of silence, you listened.
The whole time,
I was hoping you’d be able to look in my eyes
and read what I could never say aloud.
The whole time,
I was hoping the pain in my heart
would be visible only to you.
Did you read the lines of pain?
Were you able to decipher the fine print
and discover my haunting secrets?
We were together for two hours.
You listened to my silence
and heard my unspoken pain.
-Cynic Ninja
