Dear you,
I’m leaving!
I have tried to make our relationship work time and time again with no success.
So call me what you want but this time, I’ve decided to go.
You probably won’t even notice because you left me long before I decided to leave you without even realizing it.
You never told me in words but your actions speaks volumes.
If you would just recognize my value you would not be so quick to neglect me.
Yes, I am pointing the finger because I consistently make myself available to you, only to be rejected.
This is my cry for you to spend some time with me.
When did you become afraid of me? When did you become uncomfortable around me?
Please understand, I do not seek to harm you.
I do seek to challenge you to face your own reality…I challenge you to just listen…I challenge you to listen to that small still voice.
Let me assist you with hearing better…with seeing better
I have a way of forcing you to confront some things about you…the you no human sees or even know.
I encourage you to face the beautiful and the ugly truth.
I encourage you to use me as an opportunity to hear and know The Truth.
But you constantly run. You run away from me and tune me out.
Maybe I speak softly but please recognize there is power in what I speak.
I wish you would “make” time for me but how can you when you are always “finding” time for other things?
Do you not value me enough to turn off your “smart”phone, or the “intwine-net”…I mean internet?
Do you not value me enough to turn off someone else’s reality that has become a show?
I am no longer willing to compete with your distractions, your gadgets, your reckless recreation and your mindless chatter.
I can’t even get time alone with you in the bedroom! Before you sleep or after you wake up because you are distracted by the tune of someone else’s voice or tune.
You’ve stopped allowing me in your car…you ignore me in your home and stopped allowing e in your life!
You don’t appreciate me in conversations…always having to have the last word…always having to compete…always having something better to say.
You have forgotten what I look like. You don’t see my beauty anymore because the world attempts to drown me out when I show up. They’ve influenced you to do the same. They don’t care about me…they don’t care about you. They’ve got you hooked and you can’t even see it…or hear it.
It bothers you that others have made a habit to be around me…it bothers you that they enjoy spending time with me…it bothers you that they can love the me who you refuse to see.
I long to hang out with you.
Can you really say that you know me?
In conclusion I realize you cannot really know or appreciate me when you don’t know or appreciate yourself.
Please stop and consider all that I have said and take it personal.
When it resonates I will be happy to come back and hang out with you.
But for now…I am leaving.
Your ex-companion,
SILENCE (aka QUIET TIME)
“The girl formerly known as PEACE”

