The unpronounceable situation

Tell me how the echo of your emotions extinguished my cares about you,

or how your smiles, cries, worries are not mine anymore.

Tell me why the brightness of your eyes 

do not brighten up my world as it used to. 

Tell me how there is an empty space in my heart

which is waiting to be filled again

when did it happen?

It feels good but it tastes bad,

I can't pronounce what I shouldn't say

but I do not care anymore.

the magic is gone. 
by Tutinea ©