The Script/ideation :
Not the kind where it feels lonely and resounding.
But the kind that makes you feel safe.
Where ,in that silence, your mind memorizes sounds.
Of footsteps belonging to a specific person
Of your parents’ vehicle when they’re home after work .
Of a person’s presence ,how they move,talk
Of the same sequence of chaos on the morning of every working day.
Then there is that silence which only your body feels and not the mind
And sometimes there is silence between thoughts. When you are trying to connect some dots and the link keeps slipping away. So eventually you give in to the silence between them and only hope for them to form a connection in their own time.
The best kind must be where we are one with the silence between each breath we take.