A death of silence is what I longed for. An escape from the prison of word-less, sound-less symphonies screeching static in my ears, driving me mad.
The death of a thousand burning lights of the hollow darkness.
I craved for a death of cold stares and empty hearts. For rooms filled with laughter and the echo of dancing souls.
I longed for a death of lonely afternoons in the cafe, waiting for someone who was gone far, faaaar away…