Uneventful.
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Última publicación mié, feb 24, 2016
If you look very closely, there's a closeted joy in their silence.
To be silent, in a sense, is to be aware
You can know someone so much better
If you're not the one talking.
To be loved by a quiet girl is to know her thunder.
For each thing she doesn't say, you know she has a thousand more tucked away.
To be loved by a quiet girl is to hear these things.
To be allowed to hear these things.
To love a quiet girl is to understand these things.
To be loved by a quiet girl is to hear her sing during a car trip.
To be loved by a quiet girl is to hear her say the things she knows you already see in her eyes.
But she'll say them anyway
To be loved by a quiet girl is to be loved without words
That can limit that love.
To be loved by a quiet girl is be loved without limits. ❀
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