when they think i will argue, but i just look at them with eyes full of disappointment. because sometimes silence says more than anger ever could. there comes a point where explaining feels useless and fighting feels tiring. not every wrong deserves a reaction. some actions speak so loudly that all i can do is see people for who they really are. that quiet look isn't weakness, it's the moment i start losing respect for them. it is realizing i expected better and got less. no shouting, no wasted words. just a calm face and a heart that changed. sometimes the loudest goodbye is the one said without speaking at all.