Empty chairs, untouched tea,
Words we never said to be.
You were quiet, I was too—
Filling silence just with you.
Blank spaces between our lines,
Holding all we left behind.
Even nothing still can speak,
If we listen, if we seek.
Words we never said to be.
You were quiet, I was too—
Filling silence just with you.
Blank spaces between our lines,
Holding all we left behind.
Even nothing still can speak,
If we listen, if we seek.