The world rotates when i'm silent. The sea waves roll & crash one after the other when i'm silent. The music plays when i'm silent.
I realise i've lost my love when i'm silent.
Because big things can only fade away in the quiet. And i like things to fade away softly. Softly as in a morning sunrise, softly as it fades away. I don't like to make a mess, you know. No one likes to make a mess i suppose, but some people just fail to see that things always happen when they're silent.
Had i been dead or did i just die?
I want to go back to the seaside. I want to go back.. .. ..home.
I want to go back to mornings spent doing absolutely nothing but reading & breathing silently.
Because things always happen when i'm silent.
