The Sound of Fear

He reads and reads. and knows. always knows.

Never writes. never calls. never writes or calls.

And in the middle of the night with only a TV glow in her eyes, she turns to me with a look of fear. she says "please" and "heart broken twice" and i try to block out the fear there. laced there. saturated there. I'm the only one with hope left.

I'm the only one with fear.

I look forward to and dread each day. Please. Please. For the love of god.

And in paper dusty rooms with love songs and offical lettering she repeats "Lord, have mercy." like a plea to skies. Like a plea to skies.

And in the rain the water writes her name, they are praying too. They whisper softly:

He reads and reads and knows. Yet never says I love You Too.