I'm beginning to prefer silences....
Increasingly conversations are becoming more and more boring .
We are always talking. Think ...we are always talking...there's a constant drone of conversation all around us...it is endless. Do we always listen....no, most of the time we just listen or pretend to listen, understand or even care!!
We talk to fill gaps .....but silence fills everything so automatically. ..just like water.
Do I even remember when was the last time I spoke for myself...
Without being labelled as opinionated, melodramatic, belligerent, stubborn, stupid...I could go on.
Perhaps that's why I seek him out. Our tiny bursts of conversations are so easy and fluid. And they say so much. Sometimes I just want to sit and look into those warm eyes and listen to him..let our words glide me through those myriad world of ours . Sometimes our mutual ease with silence say so much more.
Last night ...after a long time I conversed...unveiling our silences , filling gaps within moments.
Last night....I let him hold my hand...so that I could follow him through doors after doors of wonderland.
Last night ...after a long time I let my heart speak and told my head to shut up.