Silencio…

You are the constant silence
At the end of my words
You are the relentless quiet
That fills my days
You are the sound I don’t want
The sound I always want
It’s you who deafens me
You are the muse in a conversation I wished for
—words I never heard—
In a story I believed in
A fable I penned
You are the wretched silence of the night
A desire that doesn’t speak
I am pulled every which way by you
But never close
How much I want
To turn the silence into sound
A melody only we would know
And hum to each other
But, I can’t
All I can hear is my own breathing
When all I want to hear is yours

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