The Quiet

Oh it’s so different now

No one’s around

The phone doesn’t ring

And there’s nothing to do

I get bored out of my mind

And I miss the busyness

I miss that feeling of being crazy

I miss running around all the time

There was so much to do

And I didn’t have much time to myself

It made me cherish my down time

It made me take advantage of time I had with my friends

Now it’s oh so quiet

Sometimes it’s too quiet

And I feel the loneliness creep up

And I know that I miss…

I try not to think about what I miss so much

Well, not the what

It’s the ‘who’

I miss a person

The quiet reminds me

That no one is around

And that one in particular

The best friend I’ve had in a while

I can say that that person…

He was my best friend

The one I could talk to

It felt so easy

And now it’s hard

I know that’s the way it goes

But I miss my friend

The best friend I made since I’ve been home

The quiet gives me time to think

And when I do I think about him

I have to get my thoughts out

So now I’m writing again

I’m glad I’m writing

It’s nice to have the time

And the inspiration

And the quiet helps

So the quiet is both good and bad

It makes me think about the pain

And it gives me a chance

The chance I need to move forward

I can thank the quiet

It won’t last forever

I’ll take it while I can

Because I’ll be happy when it’s over too