I still remember the whispered sweet nothings

Those endless nights interspersed

With giggles and kisses.

I am unable to recall

When it turned to stony silence,

Avoiding contact and

And early nights.

These days its a cacophony

Of loud voices, slammed doors

And accusations flying.

The noise and the din

Drown all feelings

The empty shell is filled with rage

And we lead our lives

As strangers.

Too full of hurt and angst

To rise above the clamour

And search in each other’s eyes

Those days of silent love.

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