I had thought we’d never talk again
Not because we’d have nothing to discuss
But it takes will to reverse a heart when
It resolves to forget and so adjusts.
You ever abandon a cup of tea?
After too long a time it cools and settles;
It doesn’t taste the same, not as it should be
And thoughts may turn to refilling kettles.
Okay, I know some do like their tea cold,
But that’s like finding someone you had lost,
Clinking ice giving new taste to the old,
Not the sad taste of tea left to be tossed.
I had thought that, thought your silence hostile,
But now ask if it hid a heart, a smile.