I've heard they're not on speaking terms
This explains a lot..
The quiet days, the difficult ways
The things that you *forgot*
I had suspected who was to blame
But I won't point the finger
It's not my place and doesn't help
To let this stuff just linger.
Instead of listening one ignored
All the gentle prods
And carried on in ignorance
Not even giving nods.
Never to communicate
A dire thing indeed
So much time you both have lost
When both have been in need.
Everyone else, they saw it too
It wasn't only me
They even tried to get through to you
But neither of you would see
How very frequent we screwed our face
In anger and in frustration
At all the times you both turned your back
And there died our anticipation.
Well, here we are, still watching on
Waiting on you two
Hoping that you open the line
And ONE of you gets through.
I hear you're not on speaking terms
Your heart and brain my dear
No pointing at the brain
Or the heart that lives in fear.
So come my love, I cherish you
Leave us in pain no longer
Talk to yourself and listen now
Our love will then grow stronger.