I had a soft dream,
We were lying in the grass,
Staring at the moon.

the sun loved me a little too long,
and now i carry it,
this quiet burn,
like the way your name still lingers
even when i don’t say it out loud.

my skin will peel
in places where it once glowed,
the way feelings fade
but never quite leave.
and maybe i knew
i’d get hurt,
but i stayed outside anyway.

because sometimes,
you miss the warmth
more than you mind the pain.
this is how love lingers,
not in fire,
but in afterlight.

i used to think love was fire,
bright, consuming,
burning everything it touched.

but with you,
it felt more like daylight,
quiet and golden,
something that warmed
without asking for anything back.

you had those soft gold eyes,
like morning sun
on a window,
and i wanted to be that light,
the kind you reach for,
the kind that stays.

i was sunshine, once.
i know that.
the kind that made you squint
but smile anyway.
but maybe even sunshine
can overstay its welcome,
leave behind a burn
you never meant to carry.

and now i wonder
if i’m just a sunburn memory,
the kind that lingers
long after the warmth is gone.

These fleeting moments spent together
More valuable than diamonds or gold
Carrying dreams
Never felt more awake
My words paint stories never told

Play mental movies in mind
You are nowhere to be found
In stillness my universe freezes
World may still be spinning around

You gaze my direction and nerves start tingling
Here I am somehow paralyzed
Harmony a little closer to my grasp
In wisdom you emphasize

When I feel us connect tissue
All my doubts fade away
Causing my anxiety to cease
As seconds go and stay

Like tall grass rustling in breeze
Make my molecules tremble
Soft morning bringing new opportunity
Steady beating of pulses united dissemble

Still anticipating wandering blood droplets
Of heart to hurry back to their route
You are so precious they long to be near
Throughout body slipping trying to get out

With every passing week I grow more attached
Gentle guidance smoothing edges hard
I'll care for you as long as you allow
As quiet comfort blooms in kind regard

You will read this and I just want you to know
Each sentence drowns in sincerity
Keep waiting for me to improve my flaws
I'm aware my actions disappoint you constantly

There is more devotion in my eyes than you realize
Dancing on edge of potential sought
Image takes up so much room in my brain
No space left to fill with any other thought