Silence is our biggest enemy. We fear it more than anything because that’s when we fall into the oblivion of our mind.
Maybe that’s why we were so good with each other. Maybe we just made it work to ease our minds for awhile. Maybe we were just there as a voice to drown out the suffocating thoughts. Maybe we treated each other as a means to a personal end. Maybe we didn’t care for each other at all. Maybe we just didn’t want to be alone with the thoughts inside our own head. Maybe we were true friends who were just too broken. Maybe we cared about each other too much.
Or maybe, just maybe, I loved you and all of your broken pieces and you just didn’t love me and all of mine.