Silence was when we searched for words wondering what to say...treading the new grounds of our friendship...to find out what the other will like and respond to.
Silence in anticipation and excitement ...a silence which was a quest to please.
Silence was when we sat together for hours...content in the knowledge of our relationship....when words became superfluous and unnecessary.
Silence which was companionable and wholesome.
Silence is now when we try to find words to say next...desperately thinking of what to say next...
Silence of long pauses..uncomfortable, stifling.
Goodbye, sir
1 week ago
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"Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over."
understand the silence...
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