I do not want to look for meaning in the words. Or behind them.
I want to find him in the gestures. And donate it.
The silent embrace, when you have nothing else but accepting things as they are.
Trying to joke when you try to stop the tears.
At the shared moment when your inability says "do not" and has someone to tell you "you can".
The unexpected hand, when you run from the edge of your uncertainty.
In carefully prepared hot tea or strong drink to swallow your sadness or anger.
In a phone call with the most commonly said "how are you", but the tone of which is more important than the question.
In the courage of direct look, the exact definition of things and the revealed "yes" or "no".
In a simple smile, even if it's sent away from a thousand miles away.
In sharing not only what you have, but what you are.
In the small and silly things, we sometimes do not pay attention to.
IN…
We look for meaning in everything. To determine the value and importance that we have for us. That's how we are. We are shifting. And not in words.
And one gesture in itself is Sense. Expression. Desire. Closeness. Attitude.
And it is important.
See you soon - Kalinka
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