Unsaid

I wonder what you think,
When the pauses get too long,
Is it the same things as me?
Has it been like that all along?

When my thoughts chatter loudly
Wanting to slip out,
Do you notice the smile
That quietly hides it all?

Maybe the minds converse
In a language of their own.
 
Yet I never fail to wonder
How it would have been
If we had just said it all.



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