In the stillness of this moment, I linger, a silent sentinel, my heart attuned to the rhythms of your being. I stand on the precipice of your silence, anticipating the soft whisper of words that have yet to be spoken. The quiet is profound, a canvas upon which the echoes of our unspoken emotions paint a tapestry of longing and hope.

I await the tremor of your soul, that subtle quake that heralds the awakening of truths buried deep within. It is in these moments of raw vulnerability that the essence of who you are begins to shimmer through the veil of pretense. Your soul’s awakening is a symphony of emotion, each note a revelation, each chord a declaration of your innermost self.

And so, I wait for your love to stir, to rise from its slumber and breathe life into the spaces between us. Love, in its purest form, is patient and unwavering. It is a force that transcends time, remaining steadfast even in the face of uncertainty. As I stand here, poised in anticipation, my own heart beats in rhythm with the hope that yours will soon do the same.

In the quietude of this waiting, there is a profound connection—a shared understanding that transcends words and actions. It is a testament to the depth of our bond, a silent promise that no matter how long it takes, I will be here, ready to embrace the fullness of what we can become. For in this delicate dance of silence and awakening, there lies the potential for a love that is boundless, eternal, and true. 🙏🏾❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer