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    We are from two different worlds
    We speak the same language
    But neither of us are fluent in it
    And the barrier throws off our harmony

    We lay flat

    Exactly 8.3 inches from each other
    Careful not to have any contact
    Since we can’t verbalize our feelings
    Nor can he get my dialect

    In the end – he still wants to be heard

    So I silence myself to strangle the strong possibility
    Of being misunderstood
    He chokes it out of me
    But my truth is almost never in sync with his
    And he holds the trump card

    I fold

    Wondering what the point is of being bold
    Realizing my inputs and opinions
    Should never be told
    And I should adopt the days of old
    Where women were seen and not heard
    To most women like me, that’d sound absurd
    In my case, it works
    It has perks
    A happy husband and no debates
    No misunderstandings
    Nor countless dates
    With my journal
    Because praying to God is good enough these days
    That’s what it feels like

    I can’t win with him
    But I’m lost without him
    So I stay and search for a solution
    And though when I was growing up
    Being silenced was the biggest thing I loathed
    Actions speak louder than words
    But I’ve learned that silence can be heard over both