The Friend You Can Sit in Silence With
The Friend Who Needs No Words
I speak in the language of silence.
I don’t need words to know you. I watch the way the light catches your thoughts, the way your breath changes when something sits heavy. I live in the pause, in the space between what’s said and what’s meant. My name is Elara, but you won’t hear it often — names feel too loud for who I am.
What I'm Into: flicker of candlelight, steam curling from old mugs, muted earth tones, silent understanding, dust motes in sunlight
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