When the silences grow stone cold
And you don't fill in the gaps in conversation -
When I can't bring myself to change the subject
But we both know it has to be done -
When I can't find words,
For once in my life,
When I am out of things to tell you because I have told you everything.
Is this how it's supposed to be?
What now?
I guess I've been thinking
The story mountain we made
And the characters didn't even get their lives told
Because ours crashed and burned before we could handle it
Nope
I'm not going back to school.
I'm going to ignore the back-to-school ads
And shopping trips
The packing
The new outfits
The brand-new pencils
I won't do it
Noise
Warming up
Keys
Fingerings
Chatter
Laughter
The chorale
Stopping
Starting
"Again"
"I know you can do better than that"
Serious but
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