We all know that words have meanings. But have you ever thought that the meaning of a word can change depending on who says it and who it’s meant for? We often cherish the words spoken by our loved ones—believing in their truth, hoping they’re filled with love.

I don’t know about you, but I truly value the real meaning behind the words of those I love.

But what if those words are empty?
What if they carry no weight at all?
What if the words spoken by the ones you love don’t bring comfort—but discomfort?
What if those words are just thrown out carelessly, only to end conversations, not to connect hearts?

And what if the people you love most use words as a shield to protect themselves, to avoid honesty, to keep you at a distance, like a mask- just to hide, not to heal?

Imagine asking the same question again and again—only to get vague, hollow replies. You’re left drowning in confusion, questioning how someone who claims to love you can be so careless with your heart.

Have you ever had to bear the weight of those useless words—those so-called answers—that break your trust and slowly kill the love you once held?

It destroys your soul to believe in words that eventually walk away from you.
Yes, words have meaning—but sometimes that meaning feels utterly useless, like the person who speaks them becomes: irresponsible, indifferent, a stranger.

Have you ever felt that kind of ache?
Don’t try to explain it—it’s not something that logic can touch.
It’s something that breaks you quietly… deeply.

They say words from a loved one can heal you inside and out.
But for that to happen… you must be loved. Without real love, do the words even matter?

So why do they still give vague replies to conversations?
Why can’t they be more responsible? Precise?
If they wanted to leave loved ones behind and fly away with some wild, reckless distraction— Why did they ever try to build a nest with those they claimed to love in the first place?

Their words bring no comfort.
No trust.
No safety.
They’re just empty noises falling from their mouth—for nothing. For no good.

And so I write this not for you, but for me…
To speak what I can’t say out loud.
To turn my silence into something more…

Into Soul Notes…

Soul Notes By Saku

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