hanging…like a dangling participle

you could have told me you don’t want to talk…I would never force you to…

you could have told me you’re busy…I would have gotten you off the hook…

you could have told me there’s someone else…I would have walked right away…

you could have told me you no longer want me…You won’t even hear anything I’d say…

but you haven’t told me anything…so here I am…

torn—if this is a start or an end…

hovering—over some ‘hellos’ or ‘goodbyes’…

confused—if there’ll ever be an ‘us’…

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