Fly me back...to where my home is?

i could feel the bitterness in your voice, cutting through the air already thick with tension between us. i decided to laugh it off. what had i done to deserve such treatment? i had never made you any promises; we had never had any agreement of obligation to each other. i resented the fact that you resented the fact that i had a life beyond what you knew. was it my fault? maybe my not speaking up sooner had violated what trust had been built up between us. was our knowledge of each other so volatile? i withdrew, fearing that if i took another step forward, what little was left between us would shatter. we made the rest of the walk in silence. will we ever be able to speak again? not just exchange words, but understand each other even without language? what broke between us caused not an irreparable breach, maybe, just a glass wall that will prevent us from ever truly hearing one another again.
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