Leaning on the Wind

I hardly knew what hit me.  I had for so long depended upon him, loved him.  When the wind stopped there was only silence.  So unbearably quiet.  I couldn’t speak for days.  Not a sound; not a note.  I had been leaning on the wind and didn’t really know it and when it stopped the silence was deafening.

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