at times, you cannot come up with the reasons. your tongue hesitates and your mind draws a blank. silence... runs... through, not because there aren't any answers, but because your mind lacks the ability to verbalize unadulterated, unsaid truths. you can only feel, and perhaps show, but cannot tell. silence, filling the space between us, cradling us in its arms. with eyes closed, and minds open, the truths begin to flow...