Two Languages

Though such a little time has been spent abroad, I have seen quiet a few different cultures and the people therein. We all, however, speak two of the same languages. 

We speak the language of pain: the dark sorrows, the seemingly unending challenges, and the unforgiving lock-down of what is called fate. We all desperately try to pull away from pain as much as possible; some succeed, while others don't.

We also speak the language of love: the bright hopefulness, the warm compassion and the overflowing patience towards a better day. 

Although the two seem like opposites, the root of the language is humanity. We speak the same language for we are all human. No matter how different we may seem, we already know how to communicate with everyone. We just need to know when to speak which :P.