It was that night I finally understood why people fear silence. It pressed in on me from all sides and I wanted to stand, to scream but I didn't want to wake you. Even though you were right beside me If felt what its going to be like when you're gone. It will be soon, I know. You'll leave soon. Even if you say you love me, which you do. Even if I love you, which I do. You'll be gone because you have started asking questions you can never know the answers too. Even though you ask because you care. Even though I want you to know. Even though I'm terrified of life without you, of the emptiness I feel without you. I'm more scared of talkng. I guess I would rather lose you then talk.