Dear Readers, this week I wrote you two scenes from life that are likely, I hope you enjoy reading them.

First scene;

A woman and a man…

They have tongues but they’re not speaking, unfortunately they can’t speak.

They’re getting along by giving reactions. The man’s only fear is getting attached to the woman…

That’s why he’s avoiding talking. He doesn’t want the woman to enter into an expectation, instead of expressing this by talking, he makes it clear with non-speaking and completely unrelated actions.

The woman doesn’t make a sound because she loves the man. Actually she has no expectation from the man, except for love. One day she makes her decision. She stands in front of the man and

Says “You’re afraid of loving, I’m tired and worn out from this relationship now” expressing her feelings to the man. The woman who leaves the house is leaving without looking back.

The man acts as if nothing happened but is sad, very sad too, yet he still doesn’t speak, he can’t…

The smell of cinnamon tea his girlfriend loved came to his nose from the kitchen. The smell of cinnamon seeping into every part of the house…

He loved her…

Finally he was able to admit this to himself. And he called the woman he loved and told her he loved her.

Second scene;

Music is heard, Bibo No Aozora…

A woman and a man…

Both are talking. Sometimes with love, sometimes with anger, sometimes with hate…

Every time they embrace each other again with words and sounds full of passion and love, they touch, they make love….The only problem is that the woman and man aren’t in the same place…

The man talks a lot, the woman talks less when with him. The woman learned to listen as time passed…

Dear readers, life is sometimes like this, it gives us many many beauties. What’s important is being able to see them, to understand them.

Such a day and I’m listening to Bibo No Aozora…

For some reason the scenes I wrote touched my heart, I wanted to share…

The truth is, if I ever lose my ability to speak one day, I wondered what would happen…

I could still speak, by touching…

I understood this…

In this world, most conflicts and arguments stem from language. One shouldn’t get hung up on words. You know that love loses its rule anyway in the land of love, it’s speechless…