Eyes Shut

Do you grow tired, like me

Laying here dreaming

Of all we'll never be?

Is that why our conversations have turned

Down that strange and lonely road

Where we said we'd never go.

There is such a thing

As a silence that has grown too comfortable.

Where words unsaid

Remain in your head

And its shadows make it too easy to hide.

I'll write, you'll sigh

We'll fight, I'll cry

We'll live, we'll die

And maybe that's what sends us to these silent corners

Where memories linger like ghosts

And nostalgia taints the facts

We can't go back

No matter how hard we squeeze our eyes shut

Counting the stars that sparkle

In our now separate universe

Repeating the wish

We've had since our beginning.

Natasha Head