A Simple Beauty that Only Needs to be a Whisper*

"I realized that I love you when you walked away, out of that door. I didn’t know what my life would be without you.”

Often we don’t see how precious what we have, keep longing for other things, then realize that we have lost our precious treasure. When the time has come, it is useless. There is no undo or redo buttons in our lives, we may can do harm control to minimize the lost, but still we cannot undo what we have done.

Sometimes a beauty does not speak loudly, it does not bang your head. Sometimes a beauty whispers to your ears and comforts you when you are low. Sometimes a beauty looks valueless when you are busy with the noisy crowd in your head, and you forget about tender voice that soothes your pain that comes because of the noisy crowd.

Then without you know that, the beauty doesn’t live there anymore. You may realize that you have lost your precious beauty one day when you try to find that soothing comforting beauty. The way you may never realize that you have lost the beauty you had possessed once and keep busy with your banging noise in your head. Worst, you may never realize that once you had had a beauty that soothed and calmed you, then you only know that there is something missing, but you never know what it is.

In memoriam of a dead unspoken beauty. It doesn’t live there anymore.

*Inspired by Katie Mehlua’s song, I Cried for You