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 know you are still alive, but I mourned you. Oh yes, I mourned you while your lungs still carried breath, while your shadow still walked beneath the sun. I buried you without a grave, because something in you had already died inside me. Your deeds were not wounds, they were knives you kept turning in the dark. You awakened a hatred I never knew my soul could hold, a cold fire that learned my name. I once saw you with the eyes of trust. Now I see only the ruins your hands left behind. You are alive, but the person I loved has no place in me anymore. I do not mourn your body. I mourn the illusion of you, the beautiful lie I mistook for a soul. And perhaps this is a darker death: to breathe, to walk, to speak, yet become a stranger in the heart of someone who once loved you. So live. Live with the weight of everything you have done. I have no grave for you, no tears left to offer. Only silence. And in that silence, I buried what I once called you. © 2026 Gloria Penelope