After our fight he came in the room and sat on the edge of the bed next to me. We sat in silence reflecting on the words we spewed at one another. Silence. He chuckled. I whispered "what?" He says, "do you hear that? Even the birds know how to communicate better than us" I smiled

So used to being silenced
That when he asked me what was on my mind, I was eager to speak yet whispered "nothing"

When I fell for you, I lost myself..
When I fell for him, I found myself