it's a different year but it feels old
here we are strangers again

silence escalates with every breath that I take
as the distance between us grows

I've been swallowing feelings
and it's no chocolate pudding

it's bitter when it's supposed to be sweet
knowing that this isn't for keeps

should I tell you, or should I not?
but will you ever want to know?

if I never stayed to wait around,
will I ever know?