glace, adj.
A swift kiss woke me up from a deep slumber. I half opened my eyes and saw you. Sweetly smiling, holding a cake, baking flour all over your face and shirt, and a messy hair.
"Happy Birthday!" you chanted.
I smiled, finding the right words to say but there were none. So then I kissed you, and that told you everything. I guess, action really speaks louder than words.
"I love you." I uttered.
…but words can be heard louder than actions.
