Losing Memories

My room has never been this quiet I can hear the dust collecting on the fridge that doesn't work I can hear the candle burning I can hear my ears working But I still hear nothing when I listen for your voice Just myself thinking that if I were to hear you I think I wouldn't believe my ears I thought I'd give anything for quiet I think I told myself I was losing my mind from the noise But there's a sound the quiet makes now More disquieting than your scream Losing memories begins and end with the senses Only my sense of you is going too My sense of you is going too