Silence is a scary sound

I've been watching you through years now. Watching and observing and noticing.

Years back, when you two first met, I remember the way he kept looking at you. He kept giving you random hugs. He always wanted to be right next to you, looking for your closeness. All the hugs and him telling he was in love with you, he often passed on as jokes, to avoid awkward moments. Everyone laughed, including him. His laugh was always different from others' though. It wasn't joyful, it wasn't sincere. It was a nervous laugh.

The way he could stare at you for long moments hardly even blinking. The way he always stood up for you, always helping you out with things. The look on his face when he hugged you, closing his eyes and embracing the moment. I wondered if you ever noticed it or were you just as blind as others.

Then it all stopped. You were still close friends but there were no looks, public or sneaky. There were no random hugs. There were no jokes about you two being together. There was no looking for your closeness. All there was, was silence. I got scared. I got scared that he had given up on you. I got scared that he had decided to move on. I got scared that maybe something happened between you. Did he confront you and did you turn him down? I wanted to do something. I wanted to go up to him and tell him to have more faith in you. I wanted to tell him not to give up until he has open your eyes. I couldn't. I had made a promise to myself not to intervene. After all this was not my life.

Time passed. It seemed like an eternity. I was starting to lose hope. It was as if my happiness depended on you two being together. It hurt. It hurt hearing the silence between you.

Suddenly something caught my eye. I was surprised to see you on the end that he had been all this time ago. I noticed you staring at him longingly, often missing out the conversations in the group. I noticed you looking for his closeness. I noticed the sadness in your eyes when he didn't as much as acknowledge you. So there was nothing but silence. You neververbalizedyourthoughts, your feelings. It was scaring me because I thought you should have said something. I thought it would have been the only way to make you stop hurting. Then you acted. You decided to take a new approach. You were the only one laughing at his unfunny jokes. You started supporting him and agreeing with him in everything. You wanted to show him that no matter what, he'd have you by his side.  A new hope rose within me. However, there was still no reaction from him. It seemed as if he didn't notice you at all.

He tried so hard to fight the feeling he still had deep inside. The feeling he had had for you for all these years. He thought they were well hidden and forgotten, but he was wrong. Soon the jealousy was visible in his eyes, when someone else got too close to you. Soon he started to warm up to your little acts of affection. Soon he started smiling back at you with the way he used to.

I wasn't scared anymore. I saw you both happy. Finally you both came clean about your devotion to each other. Even though there was silence again, this silence wasn't scary. This silence was warm and comforting, proving that you were made foreach other. This silence meant that finally you had reached the point where you didn't need words to communicate.

I'm happy about you and I hope the scary silece never returns!