the moon shine brightly above us,
the night was beautiful just like every synonyms of its word defined in any phrase or poetic lines,
we were really good friends,
we were someone that has that unbreakable connection as i thought...
The night and its silence echoed my entire self,
didn't know what to do,
my heart is as steady as it is,
I was wondering if its normal to be that cold.
but why suddenly the awkward silence hinders us from what we were before,
could we forget what makes things apart?
could I? could you?
how did we reach the destination without saying a single word?
why didn't I even say a single word?
I don't really know what to do and
You must be thinking the same.
I wanted to reach out but it feels like it wasn't the right thing,
I don't want to because I want to respect your space,
But I don't know anymore what makes us friends,
or you don't want me to at least be your friend.
I want the awkwardness to disappear,
but the road we take become shorter,
and I wasn't able to decide what word to utter,
until we parted without looking each other.
My friend,
I know it is difficult and bothering,
so am I, I'm having the same problem,
But are we just going to waste what we started?
Me as your friend and You as my friend?
Can we or Can't we?
If so, why say yes in sending someone who you already considered
as stranger in your life?
Again I'm writing unheard thoughts inside my brain,
but who am I to complain?
I'm the one who can't give what you wanted.
And here I am being selfish.
the night and silence just stay as it is,
who remained its own mystery,
by even just looking and not hearing anything,
but how marvelous that it describes a lot of meaning,