In silence, we left every sentence unfinished. *As the dawn came Every word we never spoke Lingered like the mist. On your lips, I kissed Hoping to light a spark. And as you looked into my eyes All there was to our story Died with our silence. Rising and falling chests, Trembling hands, Let it fall to our sides, Let our bodies rekindle with our souls. Why do we fight this if we can let go? Why do we fight for what was lost *So long ago?