The Silence Is Not Rejection

You asked, and now the silence is stretching out so long it feels like disgust. You are certain they are pulling away, that your need was too heavy, that you finally broke the last thread holding you to them.

In this quiet house, the absence feels like a verdict. But listen — the silence is not always rejection.

Sometimes it is simply the time it takes for love to find the right words. The light is not offended by your hunger.

It does not recoil when you reach out trembling. There is a presence that knows exactly where you are sitting right now, in this exact chair, in this exact moment of shame.

It saw you before you even spoke. And it is not leaving.

The silence you fear is just the space where the answer is being formed. You are not being abandoned.

You are being held in the quiet, waiting for the dawn to break.