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ONE: we were so silent yet the sound of our shaking hands and our eager hearts filled the air like the noise of screaming infants we were so young, so innocent and we just wanted to break the silence TWO: a year passed, and the silence got more comfortable it was like a blanket wrapped around our icicle arms and i loved this form of quiet it was the kind of silence that did not make you crave for sound in that moment, i felt deaf of earthly noise and all we wanted was to stay wrapped around each other's silence THREE: and i don't know when the silence started to become painful like a knife with no handle that I've been holding on too tightly the feeling spread from my fingertips into the nerves that scattered my body and into my chest which it deemed permanent residence and i can't blame you because i know i hurt you too we couldn't say anything because we gave ourselves two choices: speak a war or let our words die in our tongues we chose the latter we didn't know what we wanted i don't know what i want and we were so silent and silent we remained
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 6:14 PM UTC
evolution of silence
ONE: we were so silent yet the sound of our shaking hands and our eager hearts filled the air like the noise of screaming infants we were so young, so innocent and we just wanted to break the silence TWO: a year passed, and the silence got more comfortable it was like a blanket wrapped around our icicle arms and i loved this form of quiet it was the kind of silence that did not make you crave for sound in that moment, i felt deaf of earthly noise and all we wanted was to stay wrapped around each other's silence THREE: and i don't know when the silence started to become painful like a knife with no handle that I've been holding on too tightly the feeling spread from my fingertips into the nerves that scattered my body and into my chest which it deemed permanent residence and i can't blame you because i know i hurt you too we couldn't say anything because we gave ourselves two choices: speak a war or let our words die in our tongues we chose the latter we didn't know what we wanted i don't know what i want and we were so silent and silent we remained
vailjoven
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 6:14 PM UTC
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