Silence.

I desperately need to write to you.

Everyday I find myself, pencil in hand,

And you in mind.

But I can’t seem to gather words

To describe the way I want you.

“I miss you” would be a lie.

“I miss you” would be

an understatement.

Because I don’t just miss you.

I pray for your calls.

I ache for your touch-

I long for your presence.

I hold my phone every night

And I hope to hear your voice,

Once more.

But yet, I would not know what to say,

For I cant call you because I know,

It will hurt even more than your absence,

Knowing you will not answer.