Each of us sits, neither saying a word, tension runs high but there's no sound to be heard.
I wait for you to speak and imagine you're doing the same but even if I wanted to I wouldn't know what to say.
This is new territory for us we never really fight I'm starting to miss the times when everything was alright.
I lift my head unable to control my gaze, but when our eyes meet we both turn away.
The silence is killing me but I'm to afraid to break it; there's to much space but I can't erase it.
A soft whisper begins to echo through the phone and suddenly I don't feel so alone.
Our eyes meet, no turning away, and we both smile as our song starts to play.