i’ll sit with your silence,
even when it’s loud.
trade my heartbeat for yours
if the world gets too proud.

you don’t have to shimmer
to be seen by me—
i’d still find your shadows
in a moonless sea.

i’m not here to fix you,
not here to claim—
just to hold your storms
when you can’t name the rain.

cool isn’t cold,
and love ain’t loud.
sometimes it’s dancing
without a crowd.

it’s small things, quiet—
like waiting in line
just to bring you coffee
at half-past nine.

if your dreams break down,
i won’t build new—
i’ll sit in the pieces
right next to you.

i don’t want the sunshine
if it don’t warm your skin—
i’d rather lose the light
than let you dim within.

so lean, don’t ask.
fall, i’m near.
i won’t fade—
i’m already here.

the city buzzes with chaos,
honks and heat pressing in,
but with you beside me,
i forget the world outside.

red lights flicker across your face,
half in shadow, half in light,
i don’t speak,
too lost in how beautiful you are.

you ask if i’m okay,
but i’m caught in this moment,
drowning in you,
in the stillness between us.

the traffic? barely noticed.
the noise? a faint echo.
in your presence,
the world doesn’t matter.

I passed your street, the night was still,
And all I felt was what we will
Never become, though once we dreamed,
Now lost in time, or so it seemed.

Your face is fading, soft and slow,
No hand to hold, no place to go.
Yet still I hope in some new day,
I’ll see you old, and hear you say:

“I loved you once, I always did.”
But love like ours stays gently hid.