Time to go

It feels like something has changed drastically. As if no one were around.

Suddenly, it's quiet enough for us to hear every little silent noise. It could be the wind blowing around, or some distant chord played from miles away. We will never know.

We actually barely care. The silence is so frightening that it doesn't really matter whether the noises come from in or outside our own minds.

We are ready to die. It is drastic, silent, and scary. But it's easier to leave when there is no need to say goodbye.

Take my hand and let us go away.