At some point I hope:
Not wake up to a silent house.
Not to sit next to a silent phone.
Not to have conversations with myself.
Not to wait around for nothing.
Not laugh at my own failures.
Not to use my own laughter to break up the silence every day.
Not wake up to a silent house.
Not to sit next to a silent phone.
Not to have conversations with myself.
Not to wait around for nothing.
Not laugh at my own failures.
Not to use my own laughter to break up the silence every day.
