When are you going to ask me?
I'm already pondering the answers!
I know your curiosity! I know the questions deep inside you! Will honesty prevail? Does truth exist in relationships? Will the truth be doubted? Are lies more believable?
What has happened to us? Why don't you ask me? Silence remains the answer to the unasked questions. Uncomfortable and empty silence.

Being alive isn't just breathing! Being alive is the ability to to feel!
Profound sadness is life.  Unimaginable loss wakes me like An alarm clock. When you enjoy The warmth of the sun on an early Spring day after a harsh winter or
The cool air of the first frost you're Alive. Being alive is emotional not
Indifferent. Tears are alive! Genuine compassion grows in those who live. Numbness means
Death.

He doesn't see what I see
Her beauty is outward and
On display for him and his
Society. She's his trophy but
But he's the loser!
I see something different than he.
I too see beauty but it's much
Deeper. I see a mind and heart that
Connect with mine. The missing
Pieces that complete our existence.
Sometimes the trophy fails
To be placed upon the victor's
Shelf. Her beauty remains skin deep!

Deep breaths can't capture enough air. Sleep is elusive and rest is mourning love lost. Thoughts torment the broken with unanswered questions. Escape isn't possible even with attempts. Choose your poison! To love or not to love. Either way, heartbreak will find you.