Silence

I told myself only the weak depend on others, perhaps i am the weakest of them all...

There is a strange magic 
To the words you whisper in the dark.
And your contented sighs in the dead of night
Are becoming the lullaby I can’t get to sleep without.
But now, your side of the bed is growing cold
And the silence is absolutely deafening.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Janice]

I think...there was a chapter written in so little words..wonderful write, wonderful read!

[Skelasoldier]

I like it nothing major to point out, good job