Friday, August 01, 2008

a wedge come between them
like waves from different seas
they crash against it
she can't speak
he won't say
there's silent heartbreak
silent, sneaky, putrid heartbreak
the kind that makes them look
at one another apologetically
as if to say, i am sorry
i am a coward and i love you
he's too kind to tell the truth
and she's too proud to ask for it
where did so much friendship go?
it counted for something she's sure,
now all there is to do is wait
for the wedge to be removed
or their separate tides to recede