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.