I stare into your eyes,

Afraid of what they say.

You let out a few sighs,

But I won't go away.

Together we are dark,

Because I hear your thoughts.

You won't say there's a spark,

Because you're scared of knots.

Any sort of tie to me,

Any sort of connection,

Leaves you to lie to me,

Which causes imperfection.

The messages are mangled.

I can’t tell what you’re thinking.

The words become entangled,

Every time I see you blinking.

A whisper from you,

Is what I have pled,

For what we’ve been through,

You’d love me instead.

No message of hope,

Just saying “go away,”

I wished we’d elope,

But you wish to stay.

For if you love me,

But I know you don’t,

You’d send a message above me,

But I know you won’t.