The things that are left unsaid often touch us the most
The unspoken words
The hurt in our eyes
The need we never got to share out aloud
The yearning in our hearts that threaten to choke us
The touch that never was.
Its very often things like these that bring out the best and the worst in us
Either way, we are filled with emotions that may have been lying dormant for years
As children, we wear our hearts on our sleeves
But as adults, we are careful to show how we really feel.
We are taught to be careful with our words and our feelings,
Not because we are being taught to be kind and caring
But because we are told that it’s the only way to keep ourselves safe.
Safe from being hurt
Safe from rejection and disappointment
And maybe even from pain.
But does it really work that way, do you think?
Locking your heart in a glass cage I mean.
Never sharing what you mean to say
Not showing how you really feel
Stuffing your emotions down so hard that you feel numb inside
What if there was another way?
A world where we were less afraid to explore our true feelings
Where we acknowledged our hurts and accepted our mistakes so we could move past them
Where we realised that what touches us the most, makes us human too
For that unrequited love?
That longing in our chest? Those unspoken words?
They have the power to bring out the best in us….
If we let them.
For art, poetry and culture are brought to life when we weave in all the things that were left unsaid
And maybe that’s not a mistake on our part
But proof of what makes us unique and human in a world of AI and explosive technological changes.
So perhaps the things left unsaid are not failures at all.
Perhaps they are invitations.
To go deeper within our hearts. To feel more fully. To love more bravely than we ever thought we could.
And when we finally find the words, whether in a poem, a letter, or a quiet confession, we discover that the silence we were scared of all along, was never really empty.
It was holding something sacred. Waiting for us until we were ready to receive it.
And we always become ready, my friend…
In our own time.
In our own beautifully human way.
