No yelling this time.

I was silent.

I didn’t form a fist

My hand was stagnant

My love,

Ive stopped wishing to feel you.

I can’t smell your lilac perfume.

Your words, they no longer go through.

Theres no sense in continuing this

I’ve forgotten the flavor of your lipstick.

All I had left was your image

My , How that dried out my vision.