Silence

Silence is a very odd and interesting thing. There are times when it can be golden, times amid noise and chaos when all you want is some peace and quiet, away from the hurly burly and hubbub of daily life. But there are times when silence can rip you apart. Like when you've told someone you're crazy about them and don't have a response for days on end. Or when you know someone is angry at you but doesn't tell you why. Its interesting how I always thought that words could be used to really hurt someone. As it turns out, silence can be just as bad if not worse. That kind of silence represents a sheer absence of answers and explanations and leaves one imagining all kinds of twisted scenarios that get worse with each passing day. Its the kind of silence that robs one of sleep and renders one useless when awake. The kind of silence when one would prefer harsh words to be spoken if only to bring the daily anguish to an end. The kind of silence I would neither impose nor wish upon anyone.