Silence

“I’ll be right back,” he said, before he disappeared in the distance.
And once again, I am left all alone, with silence.
Silence.
He is the most honest of my friends.
Sometimes I would drown myself in the noise of the traffic, the sound of music and the hustle and bustle of people around me –
To deafen myself from silence, who speaks to me of nothing but the truth.
The truth that I am vulnerable –
That I am capable of pain –
I have struggled so hard and for far too long to be brave. I have put up a good fight – but despite my efforts – silence has whispered the truth to me –
The truth that I am sad.
Cy11.05.2005