The silence has given my time to think.
I recall moments with you and me.
I see it clearer, even though it has faded.
The silence has forced me to speak.
Even if it is to myself as the audience.
I talk about you mostly.
The silence has taught me how deep he can cut.
My glass heart ruptured inside from the heat and the cold.
It left shattered glass shards inside me that I claw at.
I look around everywhere and only see your face.
The silence has made me look for you in crowds.
I know you are not there but I look anyway.
I see you standing there smiling back at me.
The silence has made me bitter.
For I do not like it.
I want to scream out but my voice is gone.
The silence makes me want to tell you things.
But I cannot form the words. I only see it in my mind.
I see you standing before me frowning.
You tell me that you do no know who I am.
You tell me that you cannot understand a word I am saying.
You tell me to just be silent.