When the world went quiet

 When the world went quiet,

you thought I was gone.

You listened for my paws,
my sighs,
my heartbeat pressed against your side —
but all you found was silence.

I know that silence.
It’s heavy.
It aches.
It holds too many memories at once.

But listen closer.

Beneath the quiet,
love still speaks.

It’s in the way you pause before saying my name.
It’s in the tears you wipe away when you see a rainbow.
It’s in the way your heart still beats with mine — even from worlds apart.

Love doesn’t vanish when sound does.
It hums in your veins.
It whispers through your dreams.
It fills every empty space with warmth you can’t explain.

When you miss me most,
step into the quiet.
Close your eyes.
Listen not with your ears, but with your heart.

You’ll hear it —
a steady, familiar voice
saying softly:

“I’m still here.
I still love you.
And love is the loudest thing in the world.”