Silent

I never thought silence could hurt this much.

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Not the distance.

Not the late nights.

Not the arguments.

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Just your silence.

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I keep looking at my phone,

hoping to see your name,

hoping to see a message,

hoping to know that you're okay.

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Maybe you don't realize it,

but when you ignore me,

my mind becomes noisy.

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I start wondering if you're still upset.

If I disappointed you again.

If I'm slowly becoming someone

you no longer want to talk to.

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I know I'm not perfect.

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I make mistakes.

I overthink.

I worry too much.

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But one thing I have never lied about

is how much I care about you.

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That's why your silence hurts.

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Because the person I want to talk to the most,

the person I want to tell everything to,

is the same person I can't seem to reach.

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Maybe tomorrow will be better.

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Maybe you'll smile again.

Maybe you'll call me "sayang" again.

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Until then,

I'll keep missing you quietly,

loving you quietly,

and waiting for the moment

I can hear your voice again.