wake up, phil - [phan]

{ 35.5 } - Hours

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Because of the silence, I leave the flat. The happy place I called home, once upon a time, before I made a mistake that turned my life on it's head.

Because of the silence, I write to thank and say goodbye to the people who helped me. They've done a lot. And now I can't thank them for much longer.

Because of the silence, I turn my back on any happy thought I ever had. They won't be needed anytime soon after my trace on this world that formed around me has gone.

Because of the silence, I spent long minutes reminscing on things I did and didn't ever do during my happy times with him.

Because of the silence, I walk now, coat wrapped firmly around myself, keeping myself from the cold. Trying to make my final moments of warmth last.

Because of the silence. I go now to my destination, just hours away.

Because he was silent for too long.