Silence Of Your Unspoken Words

It's been so many days, and here I am, still waiting for a response from you, still waiting for you to say that it's okay, waiting for you to say that let's talk about it, still waiting for you to comfort me with your words. But, I know that it will never happen. I have always known it and still I'm waiting. The strange part is that despite knowing all along that I'll be subjected to the silence of your unspoken words, it has still managed to hurt me more than anything else. It's this silence that has left a phantom scar on my soul. Phantom, because I'll never know the reason as to why I am hurt. I always knew this will happen; I expected the exact same situation and still, despite all the anticipation and expectation, I'm still wounded... because of those unspoken words.
Maybe because, in my entire life telling you that I'm in love with you is the hardest thing I've ever had to do. You know why? Because, I wasn't sure if my words would do justice to my feelings; because I feared the consequences; because, I feared your silence and I feared distance and strangeness... And today, all those fears have materialized. Your silence has materialized each of those fears, every single one of them. But, there's nothing I can do now. The most I can do is HOPE. Hope that one day I'll stop hurting, hope that one day I won't think about you, hope that one day these random, unexpected tears will stop, hope that one day this pain and suffering will end and hope that one day, it won't matter. All I can do is HOPE, because that's what people do... despite the delusional nature of this world.