We whisper in the dark even though no one’s around, afraid to break the stillness around us.
I want to reach out and touch you. But I don’t.
I fear breaking the stillness in you, which would shatter the stillness in me.
We whisper about things like
“How big do you think the universe is?”
“Sometimes I hold my breath just to see how long it takes.”
And we never whisper about things like
“I miss you sometimes even when you’re next to me.”
“My heart tries to beat out of my chest to reach you; it needs you close.”
Because that would break the stillness of us.
And sometimes stillness is better to keep than to risk destruction.
Because destroying you would destroy me, and destroying us would destroy the world.
And we have to save the world.
No matter the cost.