silence

the silence in this room is deafening
i cannot hear the rain outside my window
or the wind beating the trees against the house
i cannot hear the small drops painting the glass
or the leaves crumpling with the wind
i wish i could hear the sun shine on every dark place
every little crevice that the rain had dampened
i wish i could hear the goosebumps she gets as the sun warms her arms
or the crinkled smile on her lips
i wish i could hear her dance in the puddles
and hear the wind sweep the hair off her shoulders
but all i hear is silence
because that was years ago
and its not raining outside my window
there isnt even a window here