Sometimes there are no words
there is only a speech without the right words
Love is all we need, but we should be honest with ourselves, shouldn’t we? We really know anything about love? The real One? Well, I don’t think so. Maybe I am wrong. Or maybe not.
Everything I know is what the words are the emptiest acts of love. The wordless scenes are the most sincere to me. They are enough. They say everything what we need to know.
The life is banal when we try to explain it with our insensitive words. Life is valuable, inexplicable in “miserable words”.
Some instants. A moment.
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