My world feels hollow, lost in gray,
Where light has long since slipped away.
No sun to warm, no hope in sight—
Just endless rain that dims the night.

I’m drowning in my silent cries,
Each heartbeat echoing my lies.
No one sees the pain I hide—
They miss the part of me that’s died.

Do we cry to heal the soul,
Or just to fill an empty role?
Is it grief we can’t explain,
Or missing one we loved in vain?

Laughter came, but couldn’t stay.
Hugs wiped a tear, then turned away.
This ache won’t leave—I don’t know why.
I beg it just to say goodbye.

In her gaze, I see myself anew—
A flicker of love, eternal and true.
No words are spoken, yet hearts align,
In the silent spark where our souls entwine.

Emerald pools, so deep, so wide,
Hold the echoes of the tears she’s cried.
Joy and sorrow, loss and grace,
All dance together in that sacred place.

With just one look, the world stands still,
Time surrenders to her quiet will.
Her eyes—like lanterns in the night,
Draw me gently toward their light.

A thousand colors, yet none the same,
Each glance a story, each blink a flame.
They speak of dreams both near and far,
Of who we are, and who we were.

They hold the pain she tries to hide,
But also hope she wears with pride.
A mirror clear, where truth is known,
In her gaze, I am not alone.

Not just beauty, but something more—
A doorway to her very core.
A gentle strength, a love unspoken,
In every glance, a promise unbroken.

They say the stars hold endless light, but I have seen something brighter: your eyes, where constellations dance, and my heart becomes a fighter.

I’ve stumbled countless times before, but never quite like this— not on pavement, not on stone, but into something bliss.

Not just in passing glances, or the hush of stolen sighs, but in the way my pulse ignites each time you wander by.

I never thought that someone like me could ever be truly seen— yet here you stand, my fragile heart held softly in between.

If I could cradle time itself, I’d keep the way you smile— how your lips curl at the edges, and your laughter stays a while.

You're the breath that fills my silence, the hush between each sigh. You're the echo in my laughter, the shimmer in my eye.

Your name is written in the dawn where golden light begins— it lingers in the twilight sky,

Shadows of memories drift softly,
Each step holds a silent cry.
The past murmurs in every corner—
Deep inside, scars whisper.

Invisible wounds carved by time,
A hidden ache that speaks in silence.
Every tick of the silent clock
Echoes the loss of tender moments,
Time stealing pieces of my heart.

Every beat echoes a memory,
A soft reminder of love unreturned—
A rhythm of tears and unspoken words.
In the dark, my soul cries out,
Desperate whispers fill the void,
A plea for comfort in endless night.

My eyes become a mirror of loss,
Reflecting a world of muted sorrow,
Where every tear speaks of broken dreams.
I wander through darkened streets,
Carrying a heart heavy with grief,
Searching for solace in the quiet gloom.

Every laugh is now a memory,
A ghost of joy that slipped away,
Leaving behind a quiet melancholy

Life doesn't come with a map.
It throws curveballs, storms, and silence.
You take the hits. You get back up.
You wear the scars like armor—not shame.

Not everyone's going to clap when you rise—
Good. You're not here for their applause.
You're here to own your story,
Not beg for a role in someone else's.

The world will try to crush you.
Lie to you.
Tell you you're too much, or not enough.
Laugh when you fall.
Doubt when you speak.
But guess what?

They don’t get to define you.
You are forged, not broken.
Bent, not beaten.
Every bruise is a blueprint.
Every fall, fuel.

So break the rules they wrote for you.
Set fire to the limits.
And walk—no, run—into the life
you were told you couldn't have.