Busted

The phone is idle,
I wonder if it's broken?
Or is it just the absence of callers,
that has deceived me once again?
It's not like I'm expecting you to call,
But I thought you'd at least make one last-ditch effort,
To try and prove me wrong.
I never thought you were such a quitter.
Though everyone else seems shocked,
I can't say that I am,
Because I know what has bought your silence.
I know your crimes, charges, convictions.
You may have said before,
That you're perfectly innocent,
But you and I both know
Silence in the best confession.