Walk...Silence...Comfort...

There are days when she just doesn't smile,
Keeps to herself, all the while,
And I wanna know what's troubling her within,
What is it that's gotten under her skin,
But she chooses instead to walk in silence,
Her brows furrowed, her features tense,
Oh how I love it when she talks on without a cause,
But I guess, sometimes, even she needs a pause,
So today we walk, with each other beside,
She doesn't look at me, her tears she hides,
Her hand fumbles as she tries to find mine,
And our walk slows down as our fingers entwine,
To comfort her, I wanna find the right words,
But I know, today, comfort lies, where nothing's spoken and everything's heard...