"When we find each other again"

"Love does not pass away - it only waits in silence."

(My sister)

There are faces that do not disappear.

They only become silent in us, like a melody that is covered by the noise of life for a while.

We think they are lost.

But they were only waiting.

This face does not look back from the past, but from the point where love no longer demands an account, does not hurry, does not hurt.

It is just there.

The way it always was.

When we find such an image again, we do not remember - but we return home.

Time stops for a moment and we understand:

it is not how much remains unsaid that counts, but that the essence is never lost.

Because there are relationships that do not live in words, but in the silence that connects us even when we are no longer looking for each other - we just find them.

"There are images that don't remind you, but reassure you.

They say: it was okay anyway.

The silence was not a lack, but a maturation.

What really mattered remained present throughout – even when we didn't see it."