Sometimes I feel like I think too much and speak too little But silence is a kind of dialogue too isn t it Especially when a glance lingers a little longer fingers brush ever so gently and the voice hides behind half a word I m not playing games I m just waiting for someone who isn t afraid of my silence I don t need fancy words I hear the truth in pauses Because the most honest conversations aren t always spoken out loud And if you truly want to understand me just stay close Don t try to silence my quiet Sometimes it speaks louder than any confession Would you dare to read between my lines