When Silence Spoke Louder

You didn’t say goodbye.
You didn’t need to.

The silence
said it all.

It came in waves
not crashing,
just slow
and steady,
until I drowned
in the quiet.

I searched for reasons
in your pause.
I searched for closure
in your absence.

But answers don’t echo
in empty rooms.
And I refused
to beg for noise.

I sat
with your silence.
I named it.
Felt it.
Feared it.
Then wore it
like a second skin.

You left
without slamming doors.
But the sound of you
never returning
it still lives
in my chest.

Now I speak
only when it matters.
Because I learned
some silences
are louder than screams.
And some people
say everything
by saying nothing.