Silence

I wanted to submit this as a quote but couldn not...so anyways

The silence…How can something so simple be full of such complexity? How can such absence of words speak such volume? Silence is a gift, and a curse. It can bring with it a sudden surge of relief or a deafening sense of hurt. Only the most gifted can speak the language of silence and only the most observant can understand it. Silence is the tongue of betrayal and the whisper of death. It is the gleam of bliss and the caress of love. Silence is the face of fear and the tears of loss. It is the heart of triumph and the soul of defeat. Silence is the pulse of emotion - beating melodiously beneath the flesh; writhing against bone and sinew; stroking the flow of torrid blood."
-Tarnished_Soul