As I wait there watching him slowly but surely slip from my fingertips, i think to myself.  Why should I wait to be noticed? Why should I stand on the sidelines waiting for a chance to conncet with what people a relationsip? ... Why wont i speak up? Then... as usaul .. reality hit me. My silence is my sound. As he walks away he looks back at me, with a look as if he wanted to talk to me. I couldnt hear it but his angelic lips said I love you too. Then i realized my unspoken words are being heard.