#silentlover

Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself.

Speak with all the humility that is appropriate to our limited vision, but speak.

He comes in her dreams every day, touches her soul and vanishes.She runs after him, trying to get a hold of him and then dances instead, with such passion.That’s the beauty she finds in this wait.

She weaves stories in her head of how they’ll meet, he whispers in her ears, “The wait will be worth it."

She’s wearing her dream gown, that cap-sleeved black sleek dress, with red frilled lace, that’s outlining her body and falls at the end of her feet’s arches. Her straight hair, with loose curls on the ends, falls effortlessly behind her shoulders, exposing her tiny golden necklace.

He approaches her from the back, holds her hand and gives it a spin in such a way that her dress flares out and her whole body turns to face him. He comes close and takes the black-coloured venetian columbina mask, she’s wearing, off her face to find her eyes. He strokes the tresses on her face with his finger and drowns deep into her eyes, there’s no escape and he enjoys being lost in them. With a tilting rhythm, her eyes look down as she reddens in his stare. She glances back up at his face and reaches her hand over his face with an intention to take off his black-coloured mask, that is astoundingly complimenting his body in that tuxedo. He catches her hand before it reaches his mask, strikes a smile, takes steps backwards and exits the door.

She stands still and this again keeps her from putting a face to their story, which wakes her up from her dream. Every time she thinks of love, she thinks of him coming to rescue her from the wilderness of this life and taking her to a place where time and space lose their boundaries.

When he sees her, he only sees her, with a fire ignited in his heart,When she sees him, he becomes transfixed, losing sight of anyone else in the room.When he speaks with her, he tries to learn more of her,When she speaks back, he promises himself to take the whole of her and never part from her.When she takes time to trust him, he binds himself to keep trying and proving himself.When she pushes him back, he knows he should try harder, cuz he can look beyond her facades, whether it’s her phoney grin or her tough demeanour.

When people say this kind of love is only found in storybooks, she refuses to believe that. She has faith in the universe that there is someone that is only there for her and no one else, and who understands her like no one else. He’s out there, calling out to her and yelling, “You have big dreams, you have huge aspirations in life. Pursue them. I’ll come when you least expect me.” He believes in her, fully and entirely, and is happier when he sees her succeed in life. He’s all about her; it is only him who can handle her fire.He desires her presence,He blossoms in her company,And in her absence, he feels dark night looming over him.

he is a silent lover

others may not see the way that he shows his affections towards her

but she could see it

in the way that he would notice her nearly sunburnt skin and began to apply sun screen to the area

in the way that he tried to help her in the kitchen even though he had no idea what he was doing

in the way that he would look at her longingly from across this room, his eyes peering into all the secret parts of her

in the way he whispered “I love you” as a reminder, not a question

in the way that he pointed to the stars distractedly as he peered down at her, as if to say “the stars don’t shine anything like you, my dear”

in the way that he placed his hand on her cheek so delicately

as if she was water and he feared she might turn to ripples beneath his fingertips

he was gentle so to leave her as she was

and to enjoy her the very way that she’d been made

and though he is a silent lover