#43 noises

I turned the music so loud,
just to hide the noise of the silence,
of your absence,
I cried out silently,
hoping that there would be the noises,
of you next to me,

there is a lot of things I want to hear;
your voices,
your laughs,
your cries,
your anger,
joking and singing,
I am longing!

Come back home,
please,

I miss the noises.