The Silence That Could Kill Me

I knew this silent girl for quite awhile.
Who lost that spark and twinkle in her eye.
I’m yearning to see that beloved smile,
That was once too sweet, it could make me cry.
She sits in corners without desire.
No hope, no drive from the unprovoked teen.
She lacks the sparks to create a bright fire.
She blends in walls, not wanting to be seen.
I live on memories to keep hope alive.
With faith, we can form a bond forever more.
And when this great day finally arrives,
As high as a kite, our friendship will soar.
I quiver with the thought it will ever be.
The silence that could possibly kill me.