There is a silence
Between you and I.
It lives between the breaths,
And exists beneath your lies.
Right under when you told me
You cared for this heart of mine.
Then you turned around and
I found my access denied.
How do you think you spell
The word friend, my dear?
With working legs and and
Apostrophe near?
With an erasure of anything
You deemed to queer?
How do you claim that you
Loved me, my dear?
How can you say that you
Definitely cared?
While a lack of inclusion
Lay a wall to me bare?
How do we meet in the middle
If I can not get there?
Are you ashamed of me
Cause people might stare?
There’s an end to the sentence
Between you and I.
It has been there long before
We said goodbye.
You cannot build a family
Upon a foundation of lies.
Let us keep the silence
Between you and I.
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