the silence of nothingness

on her face 
there used to be a sunrise 
now, she hardly ever smiles 
there are no kisses on her lips
no caresses on her hands
her eyes no longer seek mine
to converse 
I have asked her 
but she often responds
that -it's nothing- and so
amid the silence of nothingness
she becomes unreachable for me
 
the need to be together 
withers away
absence and exasperation
grow in its place
we hardly ever converse and 
when we do… we argue  
we sit at the table 
like two strangers 
two oceans that come together  
but their waters do not mix 
I have asked her 
but she often responds
that -it's nothing- and so
amid the silence of nothingness
the distance that takes us apart 
grows
 
something I must find
something else to try
either it goes right or it goes wrong 
something will stand against nothingness 
to keep a heart in love 
leaves will fall in autumn 
a new colour will sprout in spring
I will not surrender to nothingness 
at least
not in silence 

- -
there is a silence of nothingness
when people who loved you 
forgets who they are
therefore you are forgotten