To love in silence
“I once loved a flower so much and instead of picking it, I left it alone.” — Unknown.
If you love someone, is it truly necessary to confess your feelings out loud? Do you need to express your affection through spoken words, or can it be conveyed through actions and silent gestures?
These questions have lingered in my mind for some time. If you love someone, do you really need to do engage to such things and want to be in a relationship with them? Personally, I think that I don’t need to.
Cliché as it may sound but I’m content to love and admire from afar. To me, the essence of love does not always require grand gestures or verbal affirmations. It can also be quietly expressed through thoughtful actions and a gentle presence.
I believe that loving someone doesn’t always require being in a relationship with them. Sometimes, finding joy in their happiness, even if it means I am not a part of it, and offering support and well-wishes from afar can be more than enough. It’s a profound and generous way to express love, demonstrating that sometimes the most meaningful connections are those that embrace their happiness from a place of quiet admiration.
To love in silence also means avoiding the pain of rejection. While some may interpret this silence as a form of rejection itself, I find comfort in keeping my feelings to myself. This is especially true as I prioritize my studies above all else, focusing on my academic goals while preserving my emotional peace.
For me, the quiet admiration is enough. I am content with cherishing my emotions privately, accepting that this unspoken love, though unacknowledged, allows me to preserve my heart and maintain my dignity. It provides a sense of peace and control, even if it means foregoing the potential of a mutual connection. Ultimately, the silence becomes a sanctuary where I can hold onto my feelings without the risk of them being dismissed or misunderstood.
“To admire a painting, you marvel at its colors and brushstrokes. To care for a painting, you ensure it is protected and displayed with respect. To truly love a painting, you allow it to inspire and move others, sharing its beauty while letting it stand as a timeless piece of art. You hold its essence close, but you recognize it remains a work of art, independent and unaffected by your own feelings.” — Unknown
I will choose to love silently from a distance, much like how people admire a painting in a museum — appreciating its beauty and depth without needing to claim it or alter its place.
I choose to love you in silence because that’s the only language I’m fluent at. Through my quiet actions and subtle gestures, my love speaks volumes in a way that words alone never could.
Though I may not confess my feelings directly, the letters I never sent are filled with a deafening, unspoken declaration of my love. You may not know but my diary and notes app are almost all about you. In my silent moments, you always echoed in my mind loudly filling the void, and I find myself talking about you to friends, who are witnesses to my silent love for you. Even amidst a crowd, I can spot you immediately as if you were the brightest star, shining gently and distinctly among the rest.
My love for you might be quiet to the outside world and even to you, but in my heart and mind, it resonates loudly. It’s a profound, constant noise that only I can hear.
I am okay with loving silently, for love also speaks in the language of silence.
