It's Best To Just Pretend... Poem by Stephen Denny Paul White

We spent so long constructing what went down with just a word;
We had to blow our pyramid of cards to send them crashing down.
I thought we were a sturdy couple, but the road we chose was tough
And at the end of each disaster comes a moment with no sound.

*you are my silence*
*I am yours*
*together we won't
(speak a word) *

I tried to tape together what was left of our connecting part
But found that not enough existed, never did I touch your heart;
I didn't know what I was doing; don't know just what game you played
But in the *silence* I can see that
{we will never be the same}

You have me here on pause but I can see what's going to be played
And yet I'm fine while stuck in pause 'cause I don't want to face the change;
Don't want to let this day go by and, along with it, you as well;
I'm fine pretending as the ground comes near
{I never}
(even)
[fell]

We spent so long constructing what went down with just a single word
And in the end it's best to just pretend
{I wasn't}
(even)
[hurt]