the composition of a pause

if there was a pathway to saving this relationship
it’s not through breaking the silence
because truthfully, I’d rather dwell in it
and swim around in the thought
that I am causing a delay and
causing you decay
and causing this moment to last longer
than it needs

if there was a necessity for anything to come out of it
I wouldn’t bother saying anything
because in the awkward moment
I can feel that breath of the universe on my neck
saying,
“doesn’t it feel nice
to suck in my eternal mist of stars
and planets
and comets
and blackness when you stop talking?”