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I have always loved the silence.
I preferred to hear nothing
but the hush of a calm evening
or the quiet hum of the wind rustling
the leaves of the trees.
It didn't matter if it meant I was alone,
Silence never bothered me,
except the silence you left behind.
It was not a mere absence of sound, but a void.
I sought your contagious familar laughter,
your soothing calm voice,
and the warmth of your presence.
Just like that, silence became uninviting.
All I could hear were voices asking questions
i could not answer.
I traced back to the memories we had built together,
where our laughter reverberated,
and conversations flowed like a melodic river.
They said time could heal all wounds, but all it did was make the silence grow, and then the silence magnified the ache of your absence.
They say time heal all wounds,
but never how time could be
the one to create them.
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