Silences

Carrying other people's burdens unsolicited and willingly is tiring. Somehow, despite all these not being mine to bear, I find myself wanting to offer some semblance of comfort and positiveness to them. I don't know what posessed me to act like such a martyr. Unfortunately, I'm not so noble, just willing it to distract myself. And also waiting, for someone to realise that though I'm dependable, sometimes I just want to hold hands, quietly, silently seeking solace. Thankful that I don't have to say a word; understanding that it is all I need and I really do not want to be talking about anything.

People talk too much, maybe they just need to reassure themselves they exist.