Toska/No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody or something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. At the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom./(from Pinterest)
"Never love anybody who treats you like you're ordinary"- Oscar Wilde
Hey
One word,two seconds,three letters;
A simple word, something said to start a conversation,
I have scrolled ten posts in Instagram and it still feels too soon to say hi.
No topic seems to be the right one.
If words were Meant to be spoken then silence should become a word too.
Then I could use all our gathered anger,love,unloved and hurl it onto your face like words;bricks.
Then I wouldn't have to stare at my brown soles and think ten thousand ways to break this silence with me unscathed after.
It's the distance between my throat and my tongue and my lips and your ears, that's where my silence lives.
Its the same always,
I have to share even the silence you give me,much alike your love.
It's been 26 minutes in the train and you still haven't lifted your head from your phone,as always.
It's been 26 days since I heard your footsteps leave the door.
It's been 26 days since I come here everyday.
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