Lately, we ain’t been communicating
 beyond what needs to be said and done.
 Short sharp words like arrows
 that pierce our skin and let the poison run.
 You’re showing no emotion,
 I don’t think it’s noble to be proud.
 We take it for granted that we love each other,
 but can’t bring ourselves to say it out loud.
 
 I hope we find a way to take the sting out.
 
 Yesterday, we were driving through an echo of silence.
 I had to turn the radio on,
 standing frozen on the edge of the rocks looking down,
 both of us afraid to take a dive,
 and when I finally tried
 to break the surface nice and slow,
 the fall was clumsy.
 I wanted out.
 How come you would not throw me a rope?
 
 I hope we help each other cope.
 
 I want to talk to you without making excuses,
 or putting on a mask because I feel ashamed.
 Want you to hear me out,
 not make a judgement call.
 You know you used to be that kind of friend,
 so show me some emotion.
 We both know it’s been too long.
 
 I hope we find the connection
 that made us strong.