Unfinished – T.O.W.

So we met once again after absence

Against better judgment we know

Never wanting to face the truth

It is as always – you have to go.

There is silence between us again

With too much yet unspoken

The head thinks it knows

That love cannot be broken.

Was this really all?

Can love just be diminished?

Only one thing is so clear

Our story feels still unfinished.