when nobody speaks, the silence just kills me.
when you're not here,
the quiet room stares at me.
and shouts at me that its my fault
for you, being gone.
i lay down the floor
and watch the stars glued on the ceiling.
i wish it wasnt so quiet
and eveything was lit up again.
it just shocks me so much
that the bed is empty.
there are none of your clothes in the wardrobe
and i start to hate it now.
as i lay i realize
i should've said you
how much im in love with you
so that you wouldnt go.
bo.
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