Sometimes, we can’t do anything but to just
sit and miss them.
Sometimes, it’s better to
just hide all your emotions in your tiny heart.
Sometimes, opting for silence
is the best option in all situations.
Sometimes, a comforting embrace
is enough to heal you when sympathetic words doesn’t.
Sometimes, all you crave for is a hand on your shoulder
or a shoulder to lie
or a person to hear you and comfort you
when you feel low
than having the whole family to console you.
Not every pain needs words.
Not every tear needs an audience.
Sometimes, silence understands more than sympathy.
Sometimes, all the heart asks for is a quiet presence —
a touch, a glance, a gentle reminder that we’re not alone.
And in those tender moments, healing begins.
"Sometimes, silence is the loudest cry for comfort."