The silence
can also be warm and comforting.
I\'m talking about the silence after discussing some memories.
The silence when you miss them while gazing at the sky,
with a heaviness in your stomach.
I\'m talking about the silence of awaited warm interaction,
with a wordless mouth and sealed lips
moist eyes trying to conceal the sight.
The silence where even heartbeats are loud.
And this silence breaks in the end,
with a long breath knowing that we must move ahead.