Your Silence

I never feared your words
for what was said was always

a small gift from you
to me
conveying all I could
hope for, dream, desire

Even the words that weren’t
happy, joyful or full of praise
were given as gifts to make
me better
improvement bestowed

Say what you will
for I can take any of your
words — good or bad

Your silence, however,
kills me

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