When Silence Spoke Louder

You didn’t say goodbye. You didn’t need to. The silence said it all. It came in waves not crashing, just slow and steady, until I drowned in the quiet. I searched for reasons in your pause. I searched for closure in your absence. But answers don’t echo in empty rooms. And I refused to beg for noise. I sat with your silence. I named it. Felt it. Feared it. Then wore it like a second skin. You left without slamming doors. But the sound of you never returning it still lives in my chest. Now I speak only when it matters. Because I learned some silences are louder than screams. And some people say everything by saying nothing.