"It's weird that I'd found you here of all places. "
"What place? "
"Place where the silence is just as loud ."
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She watched him looking at the sky,
she watched him looking at the fading stars,
she watched his face illuminated by the moon tonight,
she watched as he was searching for something from the sky,
as if the stars would give him hint,
as if the moon will be there tomorrow when the day rise,
as if, the sky will not keep changing.
She's not interested in watching the sky,
she's more terrified of this sight,
she laughs bitterly,
as she lets her voice echoing the night,
breaking the silence,
the sweet warning silence,
the silence before storm.
One more down,
she grimaced at her own thought.
She knows he heard of her laughter,
he stays still,
smile warily,
but never broke the contact with the sky,
"You're acting weird tonight. "
" I know. " she replies.
She sat down three giant feets away from him,
flinching as she felt the coldness from him.
How sad, she thought,
the sun dies losing its warmth.
She stays silent,
tired of being anyone's consolation,
as she is too,
losing her own warmth.
They stay silent there,
no one moves,
no one speaks,
their minds are loud enough,
But the silence is just as loud.
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