People speak so many words in order to express feelings, yet I gave up on words when I realized that verbalization tends to often be a waste. I don’t believe in words anymore. Sure, they’re beautiful, but there is a huge difference between saying and doing things. Like the difference between the cold perfect roses bought in a flower shop only on Valentine’s Day and the simple wild rose picked from a fence and brought as a surprise in the evening just to steal a kiss from your lover. You see, it’s true, nothing is more articulate than a kiss.

In the silence of that kiss, I found a language more profound than any spoken word. It was in the gentle touch of lips, the warmth of breath mingling, and the unspoken promise of love that I discovered the essence of true communication. Words, no matter how eloquent, could never capture the depth of that moment. They are but shadows, fleeting and insubstantial, compared to the tangible reality of a heartfelt gesture.

I began to see the world differently, through actions rather than words. The way a hand reaches out to hold another, the way eyes meet and linger, the way a smile can light up a room – these are the true expressions of the soul. In these silent acts, I found a purity and honesty that words often lack. They are not bound by the limitations of language, nor are they tainted by the possibility of misunderstanding. They are, simply put, the truest form of expression.

So, I chose to live my life in this silent symphony, where every touch, every glance, every smile speaks volumes. I found that in this wordless world, I could connect more deeply with those around me. I could understand their joys and sorrows, their hopes and fears, without the need for words. And in return, they could understand mine.

In this way, I discovered that the most beautiful conversations are those that are never spoken but felt. They are the conversations that linger in the heart long after the moment has passed, leaving an indelible mark on the soul. And in these silent exchanges, I found a truth that words could never convey – that love, in its purest form, needs no words.

© Beatriz Esmer