Silence

"Silence"
By: Kristen Norsworthy

you sip from your cup
your pink and silver cup
from which i got you
years ago back in france

you really have nothing to say anymore
we sit in silence
as the sun kisses the trees
like we used to

i'm okay with silence
i hear the words
bouncing back and forth
inside my hot head

i'm okay with you daydreaming
i cough a little
and you don't even glance my way
you almost drop your glass i see

it hasn't been the same since you lost your fingers
i think your abilities to have a conversation
were lost too when you lost your fingers
your most valuable tools

your most valuable trait
to keep your wife in your arms
i'm okay with silence
and you get up to leave.

mmm...absolutely nothing about me. haha. i just try to expand my horizons and make up stories.
he lost half his personality when he lost his fingers. he just didn't feel like the same person. the daydreaming could mean he feels depressed now..destroyed as a man. his most valuable tools (duh) are his fingers...for his job. and his most valuable trait to have a conversation is now gone...causing him to slowly lose his wife.
i guess i didn't need to explain so much. just felt like it.