I used to think
that there was no sound
I hated more than
until the day
you stopped calling
just to tell me that you miss me,
to tell me how your day went.
Till the day you stopped calling,
and I stopped hearing your voice.
It all stopped and here I am,
realizing that now, probably, there is no sound
I hate more than
the silence of the dial tones and the phones that just don't ring anymore.