Those extended silences between us, that ‘yes’ that really means 'no'. that voice quietly crying, wanting to say without words, to describe in one single truth-that feeling that has been overpowering the echoes in our chamber.
That forced voice that is silent, that silenced our bodies, which placed them in the desert, in that desolation, in that despair, where we allowed our love to dwell in.
That silence, that came to be, the only thing binding us. That space, where you can hear the fearful rumble of the changings winds.... our love. There, where the birds sing praise to the lackluster, where white is black, and the crimson red of our starved passion vanished with our lost dreams – which never woke up from the deafening silences in our room.
Those heedless silences that deafened us. That inaudible, impassive, unwavering and relentless silence, that muffled out the sounds of those words….., those words that could have changed the course of this love.
That silence that silenced the 'I love yous' that reverberated the walls of this relationship.
That silence that took possession of the only voice we had, because one of us was silent for so long, forever silencing this grand and perfect love