in the silence I hear your voice
it is ingrained in my soul
from the hours we've spent talking on the phone
telling stories
sharing secrets
listening
hearing the slow inhaling and exhaling
as my loving words fill your lungs
and as yours fill mine
there is a pause
it is the most beautiful silence
although nothing is spoken aloud,
the void is not empty
listen closely to that deafening silence
not for a voice
not for the sound of lungs collapsing and expanding
but for the underlying truth behind everything spoken and unspoken between us
for what doesn't need to be said
for what is understood
for what is felt
for three simple words
*I love you