I didn't know how long I remained seated.
I just allowed the silence to take over my thoughts and surroundings. Basking in it for as long as I possibly could.
Silence always had different meanings to me.
At some points, silence signified loneliness.
It signified the lack of voices around me.
But after a certain point, silence became something else for me.
It became a sign of peace.
With all the chaos and everything that had been happening around me, the rare moments of silence became the rare moments of peace.
But...
"I wonder what it is I'm feeling right now..."
Was this silence loneliness?
...Or was this silence peace?
I couldn't tell.
However, it felt like a mix of both.
Closing my eyes and letting the darkness take over my vision, I took several deep breaths in order to calm myself down before opening my eyes again and staring at the letter in my hands.
