… said something… I don’t remember what.
Maybe I didn’t even hear it.
My heart was too loud.
I must’ve looked stupid,
just staring, lost, smiling like I understood.
We both know, don’t we?
The way our eyes meet and flee.
The way silence lingers, heavy but kind.
It’s not a secret anymore… it’s just something unnamed.
Maybe one day you’ll read the pieces I write,
and maybe you’ll find yourself in the words I write,
and recognize yourself between the lines.
I’m sorry if I come off a little awkward, nervous, or shy.
Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 12:57 PM UTC
… said something… I don’t remember what.
Maybe I didn’t even hear it.
My heart was too loud.
I must’ve looked stupid,
just staring, lost, smiling like I understood.
We both know, don’t we?
The way our eyes meet and flee.
The way silence lingers, heavy but kind.
It’s not a secret anymore… it’s just something unnamed.
Maybe one day you’ll read the pieces I write,
and maybe you’ll find yourself in the words I write,
and recognize yourself between the lines.
I’m sorry if I come off a little awkward, nervous, or shy.
