The Fullness of Silence

I miss you. No-

I miss who you pretended to be when you would have said anything to win me

When I was all yours’, I began to see the cracks appear in your mask that was welded with veins of iron rather than gold:




by then I was alone with you in a labyrinth of conversation; now that I’m free I enjoy the fullness of silence.

Those moments when I am sitting alone savoring the taste in my mouth, and then the music of life rushes into the absence of you

Laughter erupts from the sushi bar

The florist unpeels lillies from their plastic shells

And I step outside, into the sunshine and the smell of cherry blossoms.

I miss you-but this beautiful world is winning my heart more and more every day, and it doesn’t use words

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