" In our type of relationship all we have is words. Words of comfort, encouragement, happiness, sadness, aggravation, worries, hope. Words are all we can share. No gazes into each other's eyes. No hugs, kisses, laughs, smiles. No tears or shouted proclamations of anger. No heavy sighs or moments of silence. Just words, said over and over in may different ways and exclamations. But eventually, the words run out. And we are left with nothing but the sound of the rain on the window and the tears hitting the pillowcase. We are left with shells of ourselves full empty of love all at the same time. Silence is what I miss the most. The moments when no words were silence were beautiful. The beautiful silence is gone now. And all that is left are words."