silence.

when you're sitting alone in your room feeling down and out, the silence that surrounds you can start to feel utterly unbearable. you wish for someone to come along so you can hear their words of comfort, but at the same time don't want to be around anyone at all. and yet, when you have that same feeling of sadness come over you while your sitting against the wall of the gym with a friend, the silence doesn't seem so unbearable anymore. you don't wish for a friend to come and help you because you already have one there. but it's different when they're actually there. you don't wish for those words of comfort you had wanted ever so badly before. but, in fact, you find the comfort in the silence that you had wished to disappear when you were all by your lonesome...

nothing was said between them and nothing needed to be said. just a silent stream of tears and the warmth of a friend. it was just two friends sitting against a wall amidst the hustle and bustle of the rest of the students that didn't seem to have a care in the world. and although their surroundings were loud, the silence seemed to be even louder. but it was a comforting kind of silence. the kind of silence that shouts understanding and sympathy. it was the best sound i had heard all day.