Hello_bil_afkar

  SHARE WITH DIFFERENCE. They are different, they all are different, I, you, and they all have their own worlds, even if they are a part of this world but still they have their part of another. There they speak, share, stay silent, cry, and develop selves. They have their own style of expressing things, I prefer to share my things through writing and words, some share through songs or dances, some share through silence, and some through drawing or other arts. Whatever may be the method of sharing, saying, asking, finding, and identifying. They all are different from each other, one may be completely opposite to your way, another may be similar and another may be partially similar or opposite but they love us, they understand us, they give time to us, they build us, they make us learn and they will be with us irrespective of our faults. They are called my people in my point.

  There are stories which I want to say... Some with silence, some with eyes, Some with words, some with touches. I talk in many ways I shout in my silence I just need a person who can listen to my voice, read my eyes, and sense my feelings. I can see the air which touches me turns in color and music I can find the plants singing and talking to me I say things to the closed door and walls I want a touch of understanding which go through it by my side I want my constant to be with me irrespective of any loss  because my biggest loss is not being with him. I miss you cucu.

The unsaid words....  MATTER!!! we all have so many things hiding inside our hearts, some are easy that we can forget or leave unspoken but some eat us from inside. we need to share them with someone, we need to let them come out of our hearts towards the one who can listen to us, understand us, pamper us, suggest us, help us to heal, and encourage us to speak up about them to the responsible person. we constantly think about the things which are inside our minds, repeatedly hurting our peace and easy days. we know that we need to ask, argue, question, and speak about them, but still, we hold them inside whatever the reason may be, for fear or worry of getting the bonds worst.  we hold them tight to our emotions acting normally toward people but it is like a tight rough rope pulling you towards that inside thought to make them out, but you control yourself even how much pain you feel to hold them inside. you want another person to speak out about the, share them with you, an...