Silence does not always mean being peaceful sometimes it means the other way around. Silence, to others, may mean being okay but sometimes silence is the only way to tell your self that you need to be OKAY.
Silence is our way of saying “You’ve been very busy.” “I miss you.”
Silence is when we don’t like their decisions but we don’t have an energy to argue.
Silence means “Hey! I am overthinking! Can you give some time to talk to me?”
Silence means we are hurt.
Silence says “Help! I need back up!”
Silence means being followed with tears and feeling pity to our self.
Silence is playing with our imagination that he already realized, came back, hugged us tightly and apologize. But there was silence.
Silence is realizing that we need to be strong.
Silence means fighting against our self.
Silence brings noisy chaos to our heart.
Silence means feeling defeated even before the battle starts.
It’s hard when the only thing that we can do is being silent. Silence is not friendly. Silence is a poison. It kills us little by little until we break down with tears. Silence is the unheard noise that we better not expose because sometimes it’s okay to feel the pain by the unheard than by the spoken words that kill.