Falling, Fallen

silence

Silence is never really silent when you think about it.
I could be sitting here, with you. No speaking. Just silence.

But when I focus on the silence, I begin to hear you breathe, and your repetitive heartbeat that syncs accompanying mine.

I lay my head on your chest to hear it beat louder, the silence has changed and I now hear loud beats every second i count.

But it is still silent.