.꙳・•・❥・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*・❥・꙳•.

.・꙳・.✭.・♡˚✦𓂃☆.•・.

Punishment with silence

He doesn't reply to messages. He pretends not to hear you. He is silent, although he knows you are waiting for a word.

・❥・♡・❥・

This is not ordinary silence. This is not a need for solitude. This is not a moment to think.

・❥・♡・❥・

This is a weapon. Precise and aimed straight at you. Causing pain without leaving a mark. Hurting without touching. Punishment with silence. A sophisticated method of control. A way to break your spirit. A technique that makes you beg for attention.

・❥・♡・❥・

And this person? They are just waiting. Waiting for you to break. Waiting for you to be ready for anything. Waiting for you to understand "your guilt".

・❥・♡・❥・

This is not love. This is not care. This is not even a bad mood. This is emotional abuse. Silent. Subtle. Devastating. No shouting. No hitting. No brawls. And yet it leaves scars on the soul.

・❥・♡・❥・

You need to know this: Real partners talk. Real friends explain. Real loved ones do not use silence as punishment. You are not guilty of someone else's silence. You are not responsible for someone else's game. You don't have to beg for the attention of someone who deliberately ignores you.

・❥・♡・❥・

You deserve a relationship based on respect. You deserve a relationship in which silence is peace, not a weapon. You deserve someone who sees you as a human being even in conflict.

・❥・♡・❥・

Remember: Silence is golden only when someone does not use it as a weapon.

~ R. Wicijowski

There are people who leave their mark in this special place that we call the HEART ... they will never leave therefrom ..

꧁࿇♡ೃ⁀➷・❥・♡࿇꧂

"We live so quietly, and our greatest catastrophes happen deep within us, that only distant waves appear on our surface."

-Rainer Maria Rilke

•.・❥・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*・❥・꙳•.

"Life doesn't end when you stop breathing, but when you stop being happy." •.・❥・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*・❥・꙳•.

Collage by me.

・❥・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*•.¸♡❦

Where the sun peaks through

the trees and kisses the ferns,

that's where I find my peace...

* ˚ ✦𓂃☆𝔀𝓮𝓫･࿐

࿇♡ೃ⁀➷・❥・♡࿇

"May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air."

—Franz Kafka

When we are very young, we are limited by the outside world,  determined by the groups we belong to, also by other people. With time, we begin to observe life more and discover the truth about ourselves, we know more and more who we are and what we want. Life becomes real, takes on its proper meaning and shape, it's seen not as a collection of isolated scenes, but as a whole. Only then we can guide it properly and be happy.

M.

・❥・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*•.¸♡❦

Collage by me.

.・꙳・.✭.・♡˚✦𓂃☆.•・.

In a world where everyone is over exposed, the coolest thing you can do is maintain your mystery.☆𝔀𝓮𝓫･࿐

Good night eyes, beautiful, deep and clear. Good night to lips that draw smiles, make words and poems. Good night hands, because everything starts with the hands. Good night rain and melancholy. Good night to those who are not afraid of their imagination. Good night to you and your dreams wherever they are. Whatever name they have. Good night to your scattered sky, to your hidden silence. Good night to your broken heart. Good night.."

~Daniela Sasso