empty

does absence
really make the heart
grow fonder
or does it make you forget
about me?
your silence
kills me
like a blunt knife
as big
as a heavy sigh
driving into my throat
where my heart
now lies.
when i don't hear from you,
it's like a tar night
without stars
glancing down
i miss you
with every fiber of my soul
that now has
a slit
as large as
a mustard seed
which grows
everyday,
nurtured by you not saying
anything