ya'll don't know how to act
but both putting on a face
that doesn't hint at a trace- of hurt.
You just skirt.
Skirt around the issues
and try to push away the "i miss yous"
secretly yearning for the tissues
that will comfort more than this friend.
I tell you, this doesn't have to be the end.
You're both just jaded
but instead of talking it out, you play dead.
Both hoping the other will take that leap,
putting their heart out on their sleeve
and ripping through the resentment
but you've both found apathetic contentment to just sit
for the other
like the world
and the other
JUST DO SOMETHING.