Empty Air

Silence answers yet again
just when
I need to know you're there

so I crank the stereo
playing all my favorite tunes
to fill the empty air

and pretend
that it's all right
that you're not here

but a voice deep inside
keeps intruding
and spoiling my mood

for it echoes
all the emptiness
of one alone

underlying every tone
of happiness
it speaks in silence of distress

I know not where
or why or how
but someone needs me now
as much as I need them


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