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If someone were to ask me why silence is such a painful thing for me to endure, it's because in all that open air, swirling with dust and light, there are ten thousand things I wish I could say to you if only I had the courage. I would tell you how terribly I want you, how that want can crash into me like a wave, how it brings me to my knees with every memory of every single time you smiled at me with those petal soft lips. I wish I could bring myself to confess how often I imagine you lying next to me in the damp grass on a warm summer night with your hands tangled fiercely into mine. I would tell you in intimate detail of the dreams I have, the flights of fancy that lull my eyes shut in the middle of the day. In those moments of silence, I am missing a thousand chances to tell you all the things I think of now that we are apart. It is because we are apart that the silence hurts me so...

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If someone were to ask me why silence is such a painful thing for me to endure, it's because in all that open air, swirling with dust and light, there are ten thousand things I wish I could say to you if only I had the courage. I would tell you how terribly I want you, how that want can crash into me like a wave, how it brings me to my knees with every memory of every single time you smiled at me with those petal soft lips. I wish I could bring myself to confess how often I imagine you lying next to me in the damp grass on a warm summer night with your hands tangled fiercely into mine. I would tell you in intimate detail of the dreams I have, the flights of fancy that lull my eyes shut in the middle of the day. In those moments of silence, I am missing a thousand chances to tell you all the things I think of now that we are apart. It is because we are apart that the silence hurts me so...