The silence played sharp notes, and, soon, it turned to music. It was a painful, ear-breaking music. She couldn't help but keep listening to it because, even though it hurt her, it filled the emptiness she felt in her heart. It made her heart swell, and the feeling soon turned to tears. What could she do, now that everything she had had gone away to a far away place? The darkness slowly encased her, and the usual warm hand which would have come, outstretched to her, never came.
The cold wind blew, and the sun began to fade away until only a red tint was left. Looking up at the scarlet sky, she imagined what could have been until reality drew her back. With a painful smile, she let one last tear escape before she spoke three words which would never be true. With those three words, she diminished the shrieking music, and her heart shrank.