the sound of silence ...

There are three kinds of silence...
The one following death,the only way to realise that somebody you loved doesnt exist anymore.No matter how many times the phone rings you know you'll never listen to his voice again.The only tangible way of absence. You can recall the figure but you can hardly recall the voice...
The second irreversible silence is when the circle has gone full length.Too much has been done,too much has been said and u know that u must let go realising that it's for the best. It may be conforting or it may even provide one with a sense of deliverance.

And then there is the third kind. The ominous one. Sudden and inexplicable.decided for you leaving a threat hovering above your head.lurking in the dark reminding you of the previous,hurtful ones and constantly intimidating you.it's the kind used by cowardly behaving post-adolescent individuals who are too afraid to continue something and too scared to end it.