There is a space existing between us
Where unformed words live in the shape of
felt experiences.
To form the unspoken is a useless endeavor.
These moments and memories hold
a felt sense of knowing.
Tears, laughter, loneliness, aching, love
For once words do not need to be spoken
For they are said in our moments
of silence.
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 5:27 PM UTC
There is a space existing between us
Where unformed words live in the shape of
felt experiences.
To form the unspoken is a useless endeavor.
These moments and memories hold
a felt sense of knowing.
Tears, laughter, loneliness, aching, love
For once words do not need to be spoken
For they are said in our moments
of silence.
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