Waiting

I sit here and wait
    for you to talk,
to bring news and the
    Voice of him. 
The quiet is loud, 
    I could go crazy.
you sit there silent
    and stubborn, 
with no feeling 
    and no remorse. 
your tiny voice is 
    encased in plastic. 
and you can bring
    the voice of many
But you just sit there
    quiet waiting for me to crack.
you scheme with 
    him don't you?
Laughing to yourselves as 
    I sit here getting hurt and angry. 
Is there something 
    I've done to you?
Why would you mistreat me? 
Or are you trying to 
    Protect me from a wandering 
    Lover who's seeing someone else.
do you think it's better
    Not to hear and
    Let this continue?
Or is he hurt and 
    Unable to let you know.
Maybe he's with friends
    and hasn't had the opportunity
    to let you know. 
I won't know though
    will I?
Because you won't talk
you and I just sit here 
    encased in gooey thick silence,
Waiting......