words are meaningless

Sometimes words are overrated.

Yesterday in the midst of the KAOS...in the turmoil...as I when upstairs after being on my knees praying hardcore...True and I sat on seperate couches.

And as I sat in with my legs crossed and my eyes closed, as if I was set to do some Yoga, he sat besides me, leaned me in on his chest and put his hand on my hair.

No words.
No verbs.
No nothing.

Just silence.

And that was all that I needed.

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