Have you ever been with your lover, and there is either that cold, dead silence or the welcoming, peaceful silence? Silence is great except when there is hate attached. I have personally I have had it both ways with my spouse. Let me explain the good and bad versions of silence.

It’s great when it’s so quite, so peaceful, so tranquil that you can hear the water droplets in the sink. That calming relaxing quite in a chaotic city. So much happens in a couples day to day lives that moment of calm are rejuvenating.

That peace and security of a bond of love is enchanting. When you and your lover are chill mode, no music just that lazy Sunday morning air and each other. When you can feel that connection without saying a single word. That’s Love.

That quite is a simple nothingness that fills a room with a compassion. In the silence you feel your partner and your partner feels you. True romance is expressed in these moments in the void.

This is when silence is truly golden. No words are uttered, no complaints, no problems. This kind of quite in a relationship is beautiful. It is love without words. It is peace in the battlefield of love.

The mirror opposite is when you and your spouse are at odds and the air is tainted with an odor of malice. When the silence is painfully violent. When your hate for each other keeps you from speaking.

When the silence turns violent it because your hate for your lover has turned every word into a stab. Like a trained fighter you wait for a moment to attack your lover with words of hate. You plot on what words will hurt them the most as you both sit in a cold bitter quite.

There is an uncomfortable scent in the air that you and your partner must inhale. A disgusting atmosphere that you two must share. There is a feeling of pure hate for one another.

Someone wrong someone else and everything seemed to have falling apart. It couldn’t have been a minor wrong, something happened or something keeps happening. Now you two share a space but you don’t talk, because silence is violence and you want your lover to suffer.

You only talk to one another when you have too. When you do utter a few word they are bitter, like poisonous medicine that must be absorbed. You to hate each other guts, hoping the stench of silence will suffocate.

To break the silence is to start a fight. The music you once both enjoyed now aggravates the other. Hate for one another manifests in the loathing of everything your partner does. Silently, you both suffer, hoping the quiet kills.

Weather it’s hate filled or blissful the silence is peaceful. If you two are at war with one another the quite is the only thing keeping you two from fighting. Although, the silence is torturous, at least your not screaming at each other.

When it’s good it’s golden, when it bad it’s bitter. Quite can be a blessing when the world is chaotic or a curse when your home is war tore. No being mature adults and talking out your issues is childish. Silence is violent when it isn’t golden.