Some people arrive like seasons
Not all at once
But by the time you notice
You’ve already changed your clothes
Keeping something warm near your chest
Without knowing why
My gaze began to pause on someone
Perhaps when his eyes stopped looking ordinary
When his silence no longer felt empty
But like a place I wanted to linger
A little longer than I should’ve realized
Sometimes, we adore someone who speaks like poetry
Who knew how to break the world without a trace
Who believed in the unreturned kindness
As something that could last
But it turns out
Quietness can also feel like an answer
To questions you never found words for
I dreamed of a star the other night
Not a grand dream, just a gentle wonder
That never happened in the waking world
With a smile I kept to myself
Unsure where it belonged
I’ll see you again, soon
On a day that’s supposed to be ordinary
My heart has been nesting its hopes
Since that day
Carrying wishes that were never invited
Alongside fears with no place to rest
Even if the world offers no space for this
Even if logic and invisible walls stand firm
All whisper it’s better to let go
And yet I still hold, a quiet possibility
It’s not a feeling asking to be claimed
Not even a wound begging to be healed
It’s simply a soft devotion
That wants to stay
In a place that demands nothing
Yet wishes everything
But the chance to exist
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