Silence Is Louder Than Words 소설 & 이야기

Because I am removing something invisible. The performance. The act. The role. I wash my hands longer than necessary. Long enough to feel clean again. I stare at the water running over my skin. Steady. Controlled. Just like me. “They always talk too much,” I whisper. The words come out before I can stop them. But they are true. Men always talk too much. They underestimate silence. They mistake quiet for weakness. They mistake stillness for ignorance. They mistake me. And that is their mistake.

POV: Lucian Voss There’s something I’ve always respected more than loud voices or angry words. Silence. Not the kind you get when the power goes out or when a room empties suddenly. I mean real silence—the kind that settles deep into your bones and makes every breath feel louder than it should. The kind of silence that doesn’t beg for attention… it demands it. It walks into a room and takes control without saying a single word. That’s the kind of silence I stood in now.

When i am listening to the tune of your voice plucking the strings of my heart and all i can breathe is you. I like that comfortable quiet that sneaks in upon us in a murmur of solace, that quiet that requires two to make. That is my favourite kind silence. I found that silences talk, and that they are loud, and opinionated. I learnt that silences say more than words ever speak I learnt that we never hear them sing, 'cause we just don't listen—Amanda.

Silence." Somewhere we know that without silence, words loose their meaning. " "Silence isn't empty , its full of answer." ...... "Listen to silence it has so much to say" ....... "Silence is a true friend who never betrays". ....... The same case happens with Vaibhav. Silence. It's the only way to deal with his relationship. After a long, what seems an eternity, about twenty years, he's visited his grandmother. The time he saw her, his heart ached, feeling contained at the same time.

I was okay with it, and I shut my eyes to receive its true essence. Having some sense of relief, I opened my eyes. Flicking them to see Luigi smiling. His side profile to me. "What's funny?" He turned, still wearing a smile. "Nothing. Just proud of myself for keeping you at ease. Being a psychotherapist isn't a castle in the air." Yeah, right. He could glory in his delusions. I'd let him. "Sometimes, silence is the most effective way to communicate. It does speak louder than words." He inclined his form to me, propping his hand on his lap. "You can't go on like this. Suffering alone and shutting everyone out. It's got to stop."

But the truth was that noise was the best companion when the war was over and my parents were unheard at home. "Silence was what I heard before the bloodbath took place in the war," I admitted, and I watched her pause in surprise. "It's hard to explain because a war itself is noisy, but there is a moment when everything goes quiet; not even the animals make noise, and the wind itself decides to make silence to give tension to a moment as raw as a battle is. The energy expended is so much that then everything explodes, and a part of my mind chose to quiet the background noise to understand what was going on around me."

I thought as I listened so deep to hear his thoughts. I heard so many to give me headache, many students were passing by, It wasn't something I could control, on moving further, I could hear him, he was guilty and in pain, but I couldn't find him, but I when I get close to the wall I was turning my back to, he's thought get louder, it wasn't surprising if he was in the wall.

In that silence, the unspoken decision felt far heavier than any words could express. *

Neither spoke. Nate stared at him. Max stared back. And in the silence between them, everything they'd spent months refusing to say seemed to gather at once. The door remained open. Neither of them moved. Neither looked away.

___________________________________________________________________________ 20 / 12 / 2021 Silence… In all my life , from the age of 5 , never have I ever heard silence so much louder in a house filled with people. I like silence – it is calm , peaceful and relaxes my soul however; the silence that is in this house is suffocating. I can almost see and feel the house walls draw in closer , boxing us in and suffocating us in this small space.