The day I saw in your eyes,
Something in me came alive—
A quiet quake beneath the skin,
A war I knew I wouldn’t win.

You weren’t looking for a heart to hold,
You were just smiling—soft, uncontrolled.
But that smile broke me in beautiful ways,
Lit up my shadows with borrowed rays.

Your voice didn’t call my name,
Yet it echoed in my every flame.
You spoke, and suddenly I dreamed
Of futures where your silence screamed.

I loved you in pauses, in glances too brief,
In stolen hellos and swallowed grief.
I learned to be strong in invisible ways,
While dying in pieces for days and days.

You touched my soul without intent,
And every moment we spent
In the same room—like strangers in bloom—
Felt like dancing alone in a crowded room.

I watched you give your heart to another,
And smiled, like it didn’t shatter
Everything inside my chest—
Like your happiness wasn't my heartbreak dressed.

I never asked for anything back,
Just the right to feel, to silently crack.
To be the keeper of what never was mine,
To find poetry in the ruin of time.

I carry your laughter like a scar,
A beautiful wound I trace from afar.
Because loving you—quietly, endlessly—
Was the most honest part of me.

So if this love was never meant to rise,
At least I had the day I saw in your eyes.