
Unspoken feelings
Crowded silence
A thousand words
Without sound
You want
To be understood
Yet words
Disappear
When it matters
You go quiet
When they leave
You ache
They misunderstand
Your silence
You misunderstand
Their distance
But darling
Your heart
Is not
A locked room
You deserve
Patient listeners
Gentle questions
Safe conversations
Speak imperfectly
Speak slowly
Speak anyway
And remember
You belong
Even unheard
Your silence
Isn’t your identity
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