It’s not the words, but what’s unsaid, The spaces growing wide instead. A touch that used to spark the flame, Now feels like a shadow, a fragile name. The quiet wraps around my soul, A heavy ache I can’t control. But even silence speaks of you, In every corner, in every hue. In the quiet of us, I still hear your heart, A gentle echo in the dark. The pauses linger, the moments stay, A love that whispers, won’t fade away. In the quiet of us, I find what’s true, Even in silence, I’m holding you. The world keeps turning, loud and clear, But I’m still caught in the atmosphere. Your laughter fades, a distant song, A melody I’ve missed so long. The stillness holds what we once were, A memory, a faint murmur. Though words have left, the feeling grows, Like winter’s touch on fallen snow. In the quiet of us, I still hear your heart, A gentle echo in the dark. The pauses linger, the moments stay, A love that whispers, won’t fade away. In the quiet of us, I find what’s true, Even in silence, I’m holding you. Love doesn’t need a voice to speak, It fills the cracks, it finds the weak. And though the quiet feels so wide, I know you’re still there, by my side. In the quiet of us, I still hear your heart, A gentle echo in the dark. The pauses linger, the moments stay, A love that whispers, won’t fade away. In the quiet of us, I find what’s true, Even in silence, I’m holding you. So let the silence hold its place, A fragile, bittersweet embrace. In the quiet of us, I’ll always see, The love we’ve lost, but will always be.