Sometimes the words don't flow. (Reflection)
Words are not like waves that keep coming and going all the time, even though there are many people who cannot shut up. Words don't have a constancy, like when rains for three days in a row.
Words are like all late afternoons, from which we sometimes feel excited for the evening to come, but sometimes... We feel melancholy as a new day ends.
Words sometimes linger for a long time... But have you ever had the feeling that our natural state is silence?