Tension

Pauses in conversations.
I have to watch what I say.
There's nothing like this tension
To make it hard to breathe.

I start to type a line.
But then I hesitate.
I start to erase my thoughts.
It would be better this way.

Smiles, small talk
But we both know we're both pretending.
The tension is still there.
This was not my intention.

A few more lines
Always followed by the awkwardness.
Silence filled: that feeling
Of having nothing to say.

"Good night" You type.
I repeat it back, it's only right.
Then our conversation ends.
Until tomorrow, when we begin again.