You love words. But you realize, you love their absence too. In the abyss of wordlessness, you weep, wander, but find peace, away from those preaching words that hurt your wounds more. You wonder how those tiny, beautiful alphabets that gather your emotions together and try to mean something can sound so ruthless sometimes. How words that heal can hurt so much! You realize, just like the reality and some real people, words also have countless faces.
Or pause. Little life. But don’t rewind. Stay in your cocoon, right there. Heal in silence and savor the solitude.