The silence

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.