It has never been clearer:
This silence is mine to wield,
A shield against all transmissions,
A promise I made to guard my heart—
Even if it meant losing you.
To escape the endless circles,
And quiet the mind’s relentless loops,
I vowed to retreat into silence.

This vow is not just for me,
But for those who inhabit the words
I’ve longed to speak,
Words I have meticulously crafted,
To never leave my lips.

For I no longer need the noise,
To anchor my peace.
I refuse to let my words define me,
To sabotage my healing.
Instead, I rest in silence,
Where my truth can breathe, unbruised.

I will stay quiet, and distant—
For in this silence, I have found my strength.
Louder now than ever before,
I grow and protect what awaits me,
In the spaces life has yet to fill.


— Sincerely, Boris