Silent Thoughts

Sometimes the thought of love isn't enough.

The dreams, fantasies, memories we have are silent, unexpressed.

Without ill intention they often remain hidden, personal to the mind.

A thought.

We create images behind our eyes so no one can see.

We choose not to share our stories because we choose not to be vulnerable.

We choose the belief that not everything needs to be spoken.

Sometimes the thought of love isn't enough.

The dreams, fantasies, memories we have are silent, unexpressed.

Without ill intention others may misinterpret our secrecy because we know our words can't give justice to what's in our minds.

Within a constant soundless struggle, we need something, anything, that'll prove our sincerity. Something small - but still meaningful.

Like a thought.

It can be a kiss, a look, an embrace...

Sometimes it's a gift. Sometimes it's flowers.

Little things like personally picked petals

Speak the thousand thoughts we cannot pronounce.

They secure the person that there's more behind our eyes than they first reveal.

It's a thought, it's a gesture, it means so much more than it's description.

Sometimes the thought of love isn't enough.

Thank you for loving me out loud.