signs, what's with those signs? would they explain it to you? silent words. andnthe words describe what's gone through our heads. feels impossible to think thatnmemories of now will ever fade. i'm silently whatching your movements as younwalk through the room. i'm watching your eyes moving across the floor and allnthe dust in my room. this silent is so painful, don't you think? you'd just sayni'm having one of those days again. but i know i'm not. can't beleave we evennsat on the same train, looking out different windows in silent. we've beenntrying to ignore this for so long. i've really let this gone too far. one ofnthese days i simply will ask you. didn't know it was up to me all along. is itnreally? is it so? all this time you could have told me, right? you just shut menout with your silence. i thought you lied. dance, this silent dance ofnlonlyness. stumble and fall. it's only bitetrness and tears. the daily flood ofnthe eyes. i remember when i thought i forgot about it all, and then how younproved me wrong. this train is heading nowhere in a speed too high. eventhoughnwe're not at the same place we're still inside. we're still sharing the samenview = each others eyes.