I'm feeling so hurt right now.
Who knew silence was so deafening?
Whether it's on purpose or not,
it still hurts.

At first, there were reasons.
Crises with friends,
faulty cell-phones,
even being arrested...
but now I just don't know.

I'm hanging in limbo,
paralyzed by the absence
of your presence in my life.
I want to be mad,
I want to cry,
but your silence won't even
grant me that much.

Oh, I can cry myself to sleep
or rant in my journal
but it does not relieve the tension inside me
or answer the million questions in my head.

What if?

What if you've given up on us?
What if you're in trouble?
What if you're scared?
What if I never speak with you again?

My heart is breaking--
and I don't know if you can mend it this time.