There’s this curve in your smile
that feels like sunrise-
not the blinding kind,
but the kind that just… shows up.
Slowly,
softly,
and all of a sudden I realize
I’m not cold anymore.

Your laugh-
it’s the kind of sound
that makes the world forget
it ever tried to break me.
It floats through the air
like it knows
it’s the best thing it’s ever carried.

And then there’s me.
Just orbiting you.
Nervous.
Tripping over my words,
saying too much or not enough
but feeling more alive than I’ve ever been.
You make now feel like the only thing that matters.

Because every time I look in your eyes,
it’s not just you I see.
I see home.
I see late nights and quiet mornings
I haven’t even lived yet.
I see a truth I didn’t know I needed
until the moment you looked back.

You’re always here.
Even when you’re not.
Even in the silence.
You’re still the one thing
that doesn’t shift.
And for the first time,
time doesn’t feel like it’s running out.
It feels like it’s with me.
Because you are.