A Semblance of Normalcy

Serenity

It comes almost naturally.
A simple silence,
A mere dormant point in the idle banter,
And she's strangely no longer uncomfortable
With the lack of ranting.
It's a comforting quiet
Where she doesn't feel the need
To be verbose,
To fill the lull in the discussions
Of rain and hopeful "I love you's"
Between people who aren't even them
And it's nice.

a.m.g.b.
e.r.o.
j.a.s.
m.a.s.