Hollow

Our words are hollow,
No meaning's in between them.
I meant to tell you
what was on my mind,
but I guess I just forgot.
And what's your excuse
for our empty conversations?
You're holding back from me-
you always did but I never cared before.
I guess I thought things would change.
My soul began to bleed weeks ago,
and it seems my body begins to follow.
No truth ever came out into light by silence.
No trust ever came to be out of blood.
I bleed for you,
but my blood lacks the most basic element.
Our words are hollow,
Our conversations are meaningless.