When you have nothing left to say to me, say it anyway.
Friday, March 30, 2012
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17 comments:
Because I really want to hear it...
I feel the same way. There is so much I want to say, but communication is more than a monologue. Missing the real meaning of communication is like taking a rainbow and compressing it into a solid, uninteresting beam of light.
Some talk simply because they may think sound is more manageable than silence. To be fully with ourselves in silence. To carefully listen to the voice in the back of our hearts. The prism needed to rediscover the rainbow that is ~me~ <3
Truth is...
I love your blog
You are my muse...
There, I said it !
i will always have words for you, you wonderful, beautiful soul. even when my words seem harsh, they're dripping with love. i don't know how else to express that.
Because those words will be the most important.
Because your empty words mean more to me than the most well thought speech.
I will not run out of things to say. But if ever I will, then tell me things until you have nothing left to say.
What I want to say, there are no words for. You have to feel it with your heart
I'd be too scared. You have a way of leaving me speechless (and not in a good way) at the most crucial times.
Sometimes, saying nothing does not mean silence, it can be translated it body language. Whatever action is plastered the the walls of your heart, I need to feel it. Not because it needs to be felt, but because it's overflowing with your essence.
The truth is one can never be out of words because feelings and love is unfathomable and there are always infinite ways to talk spoken or not .
Sometimes a blink of an eye tells so many things :)
Oh, I have things left to say.
I just couldn't ever figure out how to start.
That's why I stay on the line with you no matter how long we've been silent on both ends.
Happy Birthday.
i whish ...
Because actions speak louder then words. I need to know what to do, first tho. ???
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