Silence

On this day of low grey clouds, a blanket of fog over the landscape, my thoughts are of you, wondering what was, is and could have been.

I remember the words that were said between us, their efficacy to destroy in that moment, the bond of our past, present and future that was before us when we first met.

On this day of low grey clouds, a blanket of fog over the landscape, my thoughts are of you, wondering what was, is and could have been.

Those words, have transformed themselves into the silence that is now between us.

I will forever curse that day.