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Between Silence and You

Kavya
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The loudest battles are often fought in silence, where love fears being misunderstood.

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just_curious_tho

i'm curious - does the silence ever break for you, or is it more that it just keeps going?

i'm curious - does the silence ever break for you, or is it more that it just keeps going?

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Between Silence and You

My silence was never pride—

only fear, dressed in quiet.

I always knew the words;

I just didn't know if you'd hear the heart within them.

A thousand conversations

still ache inside my throat.

Every unsaid sentence,

another anchor in the dark.

You only ever saw the calm,

never the storm I was hiding.

I was never trying to win—

I was only trying not to lose us.

And I am still here—

loving, feeling, breaking—

praying for the patience it takes

for silence to finally become words.

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    • maybe_im_wrong

      the thousand conversations stuck in your throat thing really does it for me. i think about that feeling a lot.

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    • nodding_along

      the part about only seeing the calm, never the storm really landed. that's the loneliest part isn't it.

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    • just_curious_tho

      i'm curious - does the silence ever break for you, or is it more that it just keeps going?

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