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He speaks to her in riddles
To keep her mind confused
He never tells her how he’s feeling
Only that it’s nothing new
He keeps her at arm’s length
When she’s trying to get close
He doesn’t see that she’s in pain
And he makes her feel alone
He tells her he’s not leaving
A promise with a sting
He leaves her with the feeling
That her life is empty

She speaks to him in riddles
Because he can’t take the truth
She wants to find some meaning
To assemble pieces strewn
She holds him when he’s crying
And fears his angered rage
She loves him, though she’s dying
And she can’t escape his pain
She knows that he won’t leave her
But is it worth it if she stays
He barely even sees her
And she’s always pushed away

They speak to each in riddles
Because neither can see through
And both of them are feeling
That an end is coming soon
Neither will admit it
But neither wants to stay
Both are stripped of innocence
And both are lit with pain

They both speak in riddles
Afraid of what they’ll say
Both caught in the middle
Confused and thrown away