Shhhh.

Today was quiet. It was in this quiet that I took an A4 lined paper and a pencil, and made an itinerary of what you mean to me and how you give to my life. Only minutes had passed before both sides were filled: the words sang from top to bottom, margin to margin. I then took another piece of A4 and decided to write a similar itinerary of what I mean to you; of how you show you care.

After an hour, that paper remained blank. Only silence filled the lines.

Today was quiet. Today was the quietest day of my life.