Opposition to Silence

Everything has an opposite, and as the new and the old became intertwined, all I wanted to do was throw up. It took time but I came to realize that although this might not be my world, it was still a world. So I decided to pack up and run, off to the south. As far as my legs would take me. To go perform tasks that I am not yet capable of. But before I went I just wanted to thank you.

Thank you because a new window has popped up in my life. Before I had you I was losing power. You were my Savior. With that being said, I was not sorry for the excuse I made. Because I knew the second was different from the first. But who would believe that?

The excuse was like a dance of disappearing anemones. You could see it in my body language. You were taught to pay attention to faces. You were taught that faces were the best window into other peoples inner beast.

During our last conversation, the silence caused me to stumble. I didn't know it then but, now I know the reason for your silence. It was because talk is cheap. Words don't say much, and you didn't need words to communicate your love.