ssh.

the world doesn't know i miss you
because i miss u as one would miss the subtle things...
...like the faint drizzle on a lazy sunday afternoon,
or the silent song of the wind at midnight.
...like the light that creeps into the sky at dusk,
or the first star that appears before sunset.

i miss you, as one would miss the last leaf
about to fall on a winter's day.
in subtlety and secrecy...
because it was in silence that i knew you...
it was in silence that i loved you...
and it was in silence that i lost you...

080605 [19:13 pm]
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