silence is still something

silence is still something
she said
so i guess i can hear something
but maybe because my English is broken
and your Portuguese is shattered
i can only hear bits of silence
that tell me very little
that maybe you slept
that maybe you left
that maybe happiness has stepped out
for sadness is what lingers
in-between these bits of silence
through which i put my ear against the wall
trying to hear
i wait
and wait
and wait
i don't know exactly for what
but i wait
since i can't hear you
and thus being i can't leave
for silence is like a knot around my wrists
tied around my neck
everytime i push it
it suffocates me a little more
i can't hear you love
didn't you say you love me?...