Tears on her face, fake smiles on her face.

Without words to explain, she rushes to me and hugs me tight.

The moment when you want a quarrel than silence, kills you. 

We are here together having dinner but it feels like we are falling apart.

It feels like we are miles away.

I can feel her lips on mine, she is kissing me. 

She is avoiding it. 

We both lied to ourselves, hoping things would pass someday.