If absence makes the heart grow fonder, silence must make it wander.
The ambiguity leaves the heart to torture itself.
No "Yes"
No "No"
No "I love you" or "...hate you"
Just... silence.
Should I stay or should I go?
Don't you like me?
Because I don't know.
Some days are cold
Some days are warm
But the silence is old.
Friend or foe?
I just don't know with all that silence.
No "Yes"
No "No"
No "I love you" or "...hate you"
Just... silence.
Should I stay or should I go?
Don't you like me?
Because I don't know.
Some days are cold
Some days are warm
But the silence is old.
Friend or foe?
I just don't know with all that silence.
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