her laugh broke the silence.
the pregnant, empty silence of timid confession and stuttering caresses. that horrifying quiet that makes you crave insults, or death, or worse.
and it was broken by a laugh.
melodic and uplifting, like a love song on rose-tinted days where the earth seems to sing with you.
"why didn't you just say so, stupid?"
she said, still laughing, and before you could interject, she leaned forward.
her lips lapsed you both into silence yet again,
this time a contented, full mute that roared hot and fierce within you like wildfire on dry brush.