Love Runs Before You Speak

The afternoon is long, and your silence feels like a wall you built yourself. You are terrified that if you do not speak, if you do not perform your gratitude loud enough, the love you rely on will simply walk away.

But the light does not measure your worth by your noise. There was a father who saw his son coming home from a long way off.

He did not wait for the speech. He did not wait for the apology or the list of reasons why he should be welcomed back.

He ran. Before the words could even form, the embrace was already there.

Your silence is not ingratitude. It is often just the weight of being human in a world that demands too much performance.

The love you fear losing is not holding its breath waiting for you to speak. It is already running toward you.

You are loved in the quiet just as much as in the song.