Comfortless Comforter

Silence drapped itself heavily over us.
Her last words still ringing.
The air echoed into nothingness and
pushed forcefully onto our faces . . .
It wasn't an ellipsis.
It wasn't full of tension.
It was --
She was trying to say something else
but my mind was still two seconds in
the past.
She couldn't cover up a lie with noise.
I wouldn't let her.
The blanket of silence coated us once more and she looked at me with
shaking
glassy
eyes.
Abruptly, she apologized and left.
Leaving the air hollow,
settling with doubt.