fake silence

all i hear is fake silence. it's fake because I can hear the crickets outside, I can hear people's voices, I can hear myself breathing. I can also hear the nothingness that comes at night when I close my eyes. if I can hear that proves that I am alive. but I am dead inside you're not part of my life. all I wish for is for you to be my long term noise, forever filling my silence. I want better proof that I am alive I want you in my life...

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