Presence
Be quiet with me.
There is something that is lost when we try to speak.
You say
You know?
And I see
Myself.
A whole world
But not you.
Sit. Silently. See.
There is so much more between us than could ever be shared with words.
You think.
You hear me.
Hear.
You say.
You know?
And I do.
But not in the way you think.
This intimacy.
We miss it when we’re busy trying to fill the space.
We try
And think
Words
Mean connection
But I feel you most in the silence.
So quietly be.
And notice the way my presence can kiss even your deepest wounds.
Feel me
Feeling you
Being seen
Here.
There is so much more between us.