You don't say it
anymore.
You don't show it
anymore.
You don't let
me know it
anymore,
so I wonder
if you still do.
I can't feel it coming
my way,
I don't see it coming
these days,
and I can't help
but wonder,
is it true?
If you can't
see,
feel,
hear,
taste,
know
love,
then is it still there?
If a heart breaks
in the middle of a forest,
and there is no one there
to hear it, but self,
does it's breaking
make a sound?
