Confusion lingers, heavy, new,
a feeling no one ever knew.
In all of life, love came once before,
yet in your presence, it opens more.
Something about you makes the world light,
easy, gentle, quietly bright.
The way you care, the laughter you bring,
even from afar, you make hearts sing.
Is this love, or longing, or a space between?
A mark you leave, soft and unseen.
Unforgettable, delicate, true,
a weight that lingers because of you.
No ask, no pressure, nothing to demand,
just letting go with an open hand.
For holding inside is too heavy to bear,
yet even in silence, you are there.