The Silence


The oncoming headlights blend
with the dashboard.

The exit signs have been
alien for miles.

The sound of the car's rumbling
disguises my whimpers.

The vibration of my phone
has became extinct.

The communication between you & I
has altogether vanished.

The future for our relationship
was at a past exit...

somewhere between
waste of time and mistrust.

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