I walked into the room. Imagine my surprise, you were sitting close to him staring in each other's eyes. Each of you looked up but no one said a word. I felt I should apologise
for what I hadn't heard. A silence filled the room awkward as an elephant. In the crowded court of your love, I was now a supplicant. And clumsy as I felt
at stumbling on this theft to save further embarrassment. I made my excuses and left. So long ago, I felt like such a fool for crying. All that I know is when you feel inside, you're dying, it all begins again defying your excuses.