The Two Faces of Silence
She found her heaven in the quiet space,
A wordless bond, a sanctuary of grace.
No promises were made, no labels bound,
Yet in that stillness, everything was found.
He was the brightest light her heart had known,
A beautiful bloom in fields she’d walked alone.
Her phone would beep, a sudden, happy spark,
His voice calling the name he gave her in the dark.
Then came the second face—the freezing air,
A sudden wall of absence and despair.
The agonizing ache of shutting down,
A heavy sea where she was left to drown.
She never knew her favorite, peaceful shade
Could turn into the sharpest, cruelest blade.
He left to save them from a harder track,
But the sudden silence nearly broke her back.
But storms gave way to clarity and grace,
And gentleness returned to take its place.
He told the truth, his hidden heavy heart,
And why he chose to tear their worlds apart.
He said he cared, more than he let it show,
A quiet truth he needed her to know.
Those gentle words hit her hard and deep,
A sacred, painful truth she’ll always keep.
She doesn't blame him, she is not mad,
She only treasures the peace that they had.
She let her heavy guards down to the floor,
Healing the trauma that she carried before.
He was the first to make her trust and see;
He became the safest place she could be.
So she hides her tears to let him peacefully part,
She won’t speak the words that would chain his heart.
Walk the path that life demands,
Though her soul still wishes for different lands.
The door she made just for him remains,
Open wide if he ever needs to ease his pains.
And so, she twists her fingers in a prayer,
And sends a plea beyond the cosmic sea,
To wherever their next souls are meant to be.
When this brief, heavy life has run its course,
And they return back to the primal source,
She prays the universe resets the clock,
And leads her footsteps to his quiet block.
She’ll let the silence heal.
May their stars align under a kinder sky,
With no more sudden walls or reasons why.
She’ll look across a crowded, modern room,
And recognize his light amidst the gloom.
She’ll choose him once again without a fear,
No longer bound by time or distance here.
And when that day comes, at the journey's start,
She wishes to hold him close, heart to beating heart.
To dance so slow beneath the star and moon,
With no more rushing clocks to end too soon.
They’ll sway in rhythm till the morning breaks,
Erasing every ghost and past heartache.
They’ll build a home where silent spaces heal,
Where what they have is permanent and real.
No fleeting weeks, no bitter, fading track—
Just them together, and no more turning back.