somewhere in between

“she makes my heart feel warm in a way i don’t know how to explain. like the sun through curtains, or silence that doesn’t feel empty. she is not loud. she doesn’t try. but she stays in my gaze long after the moment ends. some people are art— not just beautiful, but the kind you return to again and again, because something new always reveals itself. i don’t know what this is. i won’t call it anything. but something shifts when she’s near. my heartbeat stumbles when she laughs. my mind goes still when she listens. maybe it’s love. maybe it’s just something close. but whatever this is, it feels like sitting next to someone and not needing to speak, because somehow they already hear it all. and maybe that’s enough. or maybe it’s the beginning of something i don’t yet have words for.”