I’m in love with the conversations
I once had with you —
the way your voice touched my heart,
and your silence spoke a thousand truths.

I’m in love with your voice,
those words that still echo softly in me;
each tone, each pause —
a memory wrapped in warmth.

I’m in love with your way of being,
the kindness you carried,
the way you helped others —
that moment,
you became something divine to me.

Black became my favorite color,
the day I saw you
in that black T-shirt, smiling —
that smile still lives in my heartbeat.

You’re no longer mine,
perhaps you never were…
but your image,
your presence —
still breathes inside me.

And yes, I miss you…
so much that my soul aches.
Maybe I’ll never say it to you —
but I still love you,
in silence,
and forever. 🕊️