THE SILENT LANGUAGE OF LOVE

I wondered what true love looks like, there in the silence.

I wondered, does it have words? What does it smell like? It’s invisible, so how do I prove it's there?  

Washing dishes while my dad helps me with the utensils, reminded me how love speaks. There in the silence, we were communicating truth.

There, with no words, we helped each other and spoke the silent language of love.

Mateja