Silence became the threatening storm outside. Silence became the lightning and the thunder. Silence was the heat leaving us and the cold fighting in. Silence was my face suffocating in the pillow and silence was your bleeding eyes. Silence made me go mad and for a second I forgot how to speak. Silence was the snores of my family and sound of your shoes shuffling against my hardwood floors. I was the silence and you were the silence. I heard the jingling of keys as you stood up to shatter my silence. I sunk my face deeper and my chest a forming valley. I sunk, and I sunk, and I heard your faint keys and my front door shut.
Silence was me.
Silence was me.
