You know it always makes sense but
Then the timing is convenient I
Don't know if it's indifference,
Escape, or shame, but it makes
Me cheap - and confused

Does it cause you stress - or anxiety?
Why do you say those specific words?
You are opaque and if I
Could I would heat you and stretch
You thin as lace
So everything inside is spaced
Evenly across the surface
And then settle down in a
Comfy place to read you in
Your unabridged entirety

Stories are more than just action
Interesting events and twists
But how we respond and how
They affect the characters moving
Through a world
We believe in

There is balance - give and take
But I have never enjoyed the negative space
I have fought silence
For as long as I can remember
And distance
I could stand to learn from

In the meantime I'll crave the ribbon of you
Etched lightly with the words that
Never made it out when you
Were here
Just trying to talk
I could absorb you into me and
Finally understand everything
That I've missed