silence is lonely
i hope that every time you see me it feels like your heart drops into your stomach and you can’t breathe and your palms get sweaty and your hands start shaking. like you freeze and you feel like your dying because you’re standing alone on a stage naked underneath fluorescent lighting with an auditorium full of people staring. i’ll be the one sitting in the back with my legs crossed dressed all in black holding a white handkerchief listening for you to say something. you won’t see me until all of the people who were watching for you to clear your throat get up and go. one bye one until they’re all gone and then there i’ll be alone in the seats waiting patiently.
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