Say something (don’t you love me anymore?)
I just need a little thing, just a word to know the truth. You could say a word and I would be back in your arms, like everydays.
Say something. Look at me and tell me just that you’re sorry. You know I’ve always been weak for yours oh so sweet eyes. You know I would be back all forgiving and forgetting, giving myself to people who doesn’t deserve me just because I need to feel loved.
But you deserve me.
Right?
Now I’m not sure. In all this silence all I hear is the confession I never wanted to learn. I could’ve been blind for your sickening love, and I think I was.
Please say something.
Say you’re sorry.
Say you love me.
Say I’m worth it.
But you’re just looking past me and the guilt in your eyes says it all. And it’s kind of sad, how all of our story can be broken in a quick silence.
Is everything that throwable for you to do this to me? Was I never enough for you? Or did you get tired by our stability?
I’m not sure anymore. I’m tired of trying to reach you while you’re walking so far away from me. I'm tired of waiting for a word that won’t past your lips.
Please say something.
I’m starting to give up and I don’t want to go without fighting (is it a fight if you're not willing to answer me?). This silence is so full of broken promises and it weighs so much on the room. Everything is shattering, my heart, my head, our love, our promising future.
(I’m still waiting but your pretty pink lips stay in a thin line, a silent answer of the only question still on my mind and on my thong)
Are we over?

Breaks up are never more earthshaking than silent tears and empty mouths.