Wordless

We talk, but have not much to say.
It's like our words just flit away.

An awkward silence fills the space.
Leaving our minds to chase,

What we just said,
But our responses are dead.

Our thoughts perusing leads,
that are like lead.

Each trying to find the unsaid.
♠ ♠ ♠
I wrote this earlier this year, when school started about a friend. We just drifted apart.