i find it odd how two people who wanted to be together so badly for so long, can lay in distance so deep that the other drowns. with out sounds or words the unspoken arises and the tides turn to waves and the morning starts to appear, sharp and clear and untouched.
the soft and affectionate words have faded and happiness has waned from your tongue. compromises were made and the darkenss of night is filled with distance.