Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence ~Simon and GarfunkelI love you! I miss you!
Monday, November 12, 2012
Deafening Silence
One month ago I received a phone call that would change my life forever. I rushed, I flew, I did not want to wait. I could not wait to see you. I imagined you yelling at me when I walked through the door because I waited too long. But when I arrived you looked at me and said, "You didn't have to come in for this." I just laughed and said, "Yes, I did. You yelled at me for not coming in the last time!" I talked to you all night long. You were sleeping through most of my babbling, but I didn't want to stop. I knew when the time came the silence on your end would be deafening and it is. That is the hardest part, the silence.
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