Tonight is so quiet that the only sound I hear is my fingers typing on my computer. Here I am, sitting alone in my personal space, trying to blend my self in this solitude.
I hate this silence. It's not a friendly silence that I like, but a hurting silence that stab me. It's a silence that I want to break, yet I should not do that. It's not about lying to myself - like my friend asked me. This is about doing the right thing.
And now I am screaming to heaven, hoping that the angels will sing for me, accompany me through the nights, and I will never feel alone.
I have made a promise, so I will keep it.
Let me keep the rest of it in my heart.
I hate this silence. It's not a friendly silence that I like, but a hurting silence that stab me. It's a silence that I want to break, yet I should not do that. It's not about lying to myself - like my friend asked me. This is about doing the right thing.
And now I am screaming to heaven, hoping that the angels will sing for me, accompany me through the nights, and I will never feel alone.
I have made a promise, so I will keep it.
Let me keep the rest of it in my heart.
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whatever it is, good luck, my dear!
retharsis : it's definitely different than loneliness :D. i like the morning silence in the retreat, i like a silent night where i spend sometime only for myself.