Silencio!

Everything is gonna be alright. Sometimes the silence is deafening, but if you listen long and hard enough you get a message that is crystal clear. Mere words lack that impact and can be ambiguous or misunderstood. Not so the uninteruppted quiet that tells you in the most eloquent way just how inconsequential what was once valued has now become.

I’m ok with that. What is to be gained from looking backwards? I’m finished with this.

Let it be forgotten
As a flower is forgotten
As a fire that once was singing gold
Let it be forgotten
Forever and ever
Time is a kind friend he will make us old

If anyone should ask
Say it was forgotten
Long and long ago
As a flower, as a fire,
As a hushed footfall
In a long forgotten snow.

–Sara Teasedale

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