And now you sea* me…

I know exactly when you are frustrated with me… And I don’t know what to do with it… I am frustrated with you too sometimes… And we’re dipped into silence when it’s hard to express ourselves…   I know you believe you don’t need me… And I believe I don’t need you either…  But it hurts to think this is the end… And we never speak again… Never is so frightening and paralyzing… Never is not for us…  VGM