Deep breaths take up far more space than silence. Don’t you think? Deep breaths often prelude an ensemble of words that will never return, but rather get stuck in your head. Like a song. Like a song.. Words that may have been collected. Saved. Edited. Perfectly arranged for one purpose. Words that aren’t wanted. Aren’t asked for. But given to you all the same. Perhaps silence would be a far greater alternative than a song. Silence never hurt anyone. Right? But words they can hurt. They can hurt almost as if they were real. As if they weren’t just vibrations in the air. Words they can cut deep. Like a knife. So keep your deep breaths. Keep them in and don’t let what follows out. I’ll join you. In the emptiness. In the silence.