He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.
When words becum unclear and are lost in the web of misunderstandings ..silence is the only outcome.We need to be silent to understand the circumstances..and also to listen to our inner self.
But why cant we accept the silence of others..of the ones whom we want to express their feelings,their reality,their truth..We just cant accept the silence of the ones who spoke once whole heartily with us..shared every thing good and bad,happiness and sadness..!
No,we just cant.bcoz listening to them becums integral part of our life.Their talks are just not mere talks but a support system of your life. YOu like to share yourself more by listening to them.You like to be with them,understand their situations and try to give your best to them..But how is it all possible with just the silence...of you and silence of him..??Sometimes there aren't words. The silence between is flung wide as an ocean.and we wish to manage to reach across it, by wrapping aour arms around the other one.
Situations may worsen...Weathers may change,but how can those two humans change with just the rising or lowering of temperature?Can the stress not be relieved by sharing anymore?Why does the intensity of love,the intensity of words not prominent anymore...Why does love making jst become a mere daily work which just needs to be finished off..ya most often even forgotten??Y is it tat we need to wait for the other one to restart ,to begin ?Love needs no proof but it needs expression through actions,if not by words..it can be depicted even with silence...if its true !!a small text ,a minute call,an early homecoming,or a favourite dish self cooked..every bit ..can make a difference...!
If silence only could set things ryte,words would not have dictionary for their meanings.
Being Quiet together is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it.
“Skies are crying,
I am watching,
Catching teardrops in my hands.
Only silence, as it's ending,
Like we never had a chance.
Do you have to make me feel
Like there's nothing left of me?”
I am watching,
Catching teardrops in my hands.
Only silence, as it's ending,
Like we never had a chance.
Do you have to make me feel
Like there's nothing left of me?”