Baby we don’t talk no more
Not like the way we used to talk
Conversations - like a silent-war
Getting blind sided and set up
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Guards are up on high alert
Can’t trust a single thing you say
You don’t ask about me anymore
I feel I’m always in the way
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In separate rooms, we sleep alone
Disconnected, we survive
We used to crave the other’s company
Now we play pretend - to stay alive
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I miss the you I thought you were
I miss the same about me too
When we were we, even if make believe
When we were fond of me and you
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No, baby we don’t talk much anymore
Just strangers passing on the street
The words we speak - sterile and safe
Keeping our disconnect- complete
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (3)
"Keeping our disconnect-complete." Words with a bang that sounds realistically possible.
beautifully written, emotional piece. Well done.
Sad and relatable, at least some measure of peace was found at the end. Thank you for sharing!