Years Of Silence (And The Private Joke)

We stood in the sand we stared at the stars

What good is any of it now?

These were the moments in our lives

That invoked years of silence

And after all that we had done

We had become…(the private joke).

We knew the risks and we were willing to take them

We would go through with it, and let it forever change us

We were so desperate to feel the pounding in our chests

We were those who’d let their hearts, beat themselves to death

We couldn’t go back to the way it was before

We would go our separate ways and never tell anyone

But what good are memories with no one to stand beside you?

What good are memories if those you made them with despise you?