I walked in the door from the busy world outside and was born into a space of silence. I sat down to rest and the stillness was almost unnerving. I was listening, though I wasn’t sure for what.
My mind focused on the ticking of the clock and I felt a half-soothing from its regularity. But, it was also not at all satisfying. It was discordantly too consistent.
I caught the sound of neighbors running some machinery that I couldn’t identify. I felt anger rise that they dare distract me from my quest for what I needed to hear.
Then I realized as I sighed, I was missing you. I want to lie in the dark, listening to your breathing. I want to hear the irregular normalcy of your routine each day. I want to hear the music of your laugh. I want to hear you say you love me.
So, I listened to my heart. I heard its tears and whispered, “Someday.” And my heart was listening and believed.
*Another #FMFParty #FiveMinuteFriday prompt.