This Will Remain Unspoken

I find it hard to find the simple way

When the simple way,

Is an ocean.

I find it hard to justify these days

When all our days,

Are just a token.

I hope you hear the things I need to say

As they will remain,

Unspoken.

So read my mind.

It's crying out for love, to find.

This is the start of the end for me

As the end for me,

Is not over.

And everyday is a little more to see

A little more to be

When it's over.