Your Silence

Your silence speaks volumes.
You sew discontent and discord.
with your insincere smile.
Your attention is elsewhere
but I refuse to beg for it.

Perhaps you’ll see my value
if I’m courted by another.
Perhaps when I am gone
You’ll see the hole I’ve left behind.
Or perhaps your silence
is simply you
already telling me
goodbye.

Sculpture. Image by Heather Button. Copyright © http://atomic-temporary-30814180.wpcomstaging.com

Your turn

Have you been getting the cold shoulder lately?