“I often find it hard to cope with the days when words are not enough. I can say I love you and I do. I can say I adore you and I do. I can tell you that you are precious to me and you are. But on the days when words are not enough, I would like to reach out and gently brush my fingertips across your cheek. On the days when words are not enough, I would like to kiss you softly and gently. On the days when words are not enough, I would like to wrap my arms around you and never let you go. Only then, when I can hold your hand will I feel that maybe, just maybe, you can see how much you mean to me.”

Does this help you understand why?