The Feeling

There's a whisper in the silence, A shadow in his tone, A sudden space between us, Like he's not quite alone. His words drift past my questions, Eyes that seem afar, And deep inside I wonder, Is he talking to someone else, somewhere, afar? It's not just fear or doubt, But something quiet & real, A tug inside my heart That only time will heal. So I wait for the truth to surface, For words to clear the air, Till then, I hold this feeling, With hope & guarded care.