Sequal

I asked if I had hurt you.
I knew that I had,
But I saw nothing else
To say
And couldn't just sit there
Dumb

The danger of silence is
That it makes you both think
And thoughts are dangerous
To the beautiful world
Spun from out of our former words.

Finally, you replied that 
Everything was still O.K.
But I could tell that it really wasn't
So I stubbed out my cigarette
And went home.