i keep waiting

i’ve heard silence likened to the skies.
to the stars.
that burn in their immensity…
but never use their voices.
or words.
or their sounds.
and yet… i feel utterly comforted knowing that they assemble together to form patterns.
patterns that reach down to whisper us subtleties. 
knowing that when i lie awake at night, wondering if you’re thinking of me too,
the sky will lean it’s cold lips down to tell me ‘this will be okay’.
some may find my fascination pathetic…
but not you.
you find time to point out to me the withering constellations.
it’s in those moments, i hear the endlessly beautiful melodies,
and i know that the stars speak.


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