Hearing the Silences

 

Words:  Slept, input, learned, words.

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I dont need words now. His words hide more than they reveal.

Brians input speaks in his silences, in the quiet times between us. The number of nights he's slept with his body easily twined with mine tells me more about his feelings for me than the most eloquent love poem ever written.

Hes learned to understand me too - when I draw him, or joke about his age, or lay for hours with my leg going numb because hes sleeping on it.

Weve both become fluent in hearing all the silent I love you"s that fill our days and nights.


 


 

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