Sunday, 10 May 2009 / 5:05 pm
Silence can be sweet and comforting after a moment of chaos, but it grows bitter when it lasts for too long. It makes you miss the sound of your voice, and others. Then when its all over you have to find a new one, but what makes it worse is when I cannot hear yours.
In a thought I'm lost, crying within myself as i think of a world that could not hear your angelic voice. Deep inside myself my heart fills with tears for those who would never get the chance to hear the beautiful sound of those sweet words that flow from your lips.
But that's the beauty of words when written with true emotion. The person is drawn into their mind, letting the words embrace them as they imagine a scene drawn from them, I think that's better than the sound of my voice but rather yours would be dreadful to not bearable to hear.