Silence

Silence.
It's all I hear.
I hear silence.
Why are you not here?
It's terrifying.
This non-existing sound.
If you were here I'd hear you.
Your every sound.
But you're long gone.
Gone, gone away.
When did you become so distant?
You caused this silence to become a plauge.
This silence is cold.
Your voice once filled the air, made it warm.
But now there is silence.
And there is no you.
There is no sound.
It's just me, and this quiet.
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This is a poem I wrote for school.