Even silence for too long starts to hurt, eroding away at sanity.



‘I missed you’, he said
She smiled, willfully thinking,
Give me a line I’ve never heard before…
Instead she verbalizes ‘me too’

The lazy silence of his gaze resting on the top of her head
(thank goodness I’m short, she thinks)


“You taste like melted sunshine”, She says smiling.
And in her mind even sunshine disappears at night.