When your gaze found mine, the whole world swayed, As if the earth had missed a hidden beat; The sunlight suddenly grew unafraid, Then melted like warm gold around my feet. I tried to look away, but something stayed, A trembling little universe in you; My eyes became two doors I could not close, And every secret seemed to wander through. I felt my cheeks turn roses in the rain, A sudden fire underneath my skin; The stars began to whisper my sweet shame, While little suns kept blooming from within. Your eyes were not just eyes, they were a place, A strange blue room where gravity was gone; I wandered through the silence of your gaze And somehow lost the person I was on. My heartbeat stumbled, then forgot its name, It ran barefoot through corridors of light; I blushed as though the moon had called me beautiful, Then hid my face from heaven's watching sight. The trees leaned closer, jealous of the view, The flowers opened wider just to see; Even the wind became unusually shy, As thoug...
I saw you before you saw me. You were standing at the edge of the silver fog, looking frightened by the silence. I knew that face. Not because I had forgotten it, because once, I looked like you. I had the same eyes that still expected tomorrow. The same hands that reached for doors without wondering what waited behind them. The same foolish belief that life was permanent simply because we had not yet learned how quickly it ends. Then the world let go of me. And I became what waits after goodbye. A name whispered in empty rooms. A shadow that remembers having a body. A voice with nowhere to put its words. A ghost. Do you know what ghosts cry for? Not the living. Not anymore. We cry for the versions of ourselves that never made it here. For the promises we believed until the final breath. For all the mornings we thought belonged to us. For the people who said forever without understanding how small that word sounds from this side. That is why my tears do not fall. They rise. They gather...