For the first time in my life I've realised I'm missing someone's voice... The laughter. It's like my ears adapted to only hearing that voice, and what I heard then was... silence!
Like sucking the life out of things, colours out of what you see. Leaving you sight in black and white, fifty shades of grey. And so I was left with fifty stairs of silence.
I've never called someone in order to hear their voice, to have a little talk, or to have a meaningless chit chat. My calls were always a few seconds long, straight forward and to the point. I even sometimes skip the part were I say hi, -it's rude I know-.
After many scenarios that I had went through, I knew what I wanted to say when I'd call her by heart.
Especially where I mention the reason behind the call: I want to breathe... I mean, to hear your voice.
But the telephone rang several times and no one answered! Not even the sound of her breath was heard, leaving me with my silence concerto and a hole in my heart to fill.
