When your name rests in my silence

In the hush between two heartbeats,

your name rests softly in my silence—

not loud, not spoken,

just there, like the sky is there—

quiet and infinite.

I don’t count the stars, love,

because they remind me

how often I’ve wished for you

before I ever knew your name.

Your smile isn’t just sunshine—

it’s the first sunrise

after a long winter

that I didn’t know I was living.

When you laugh,

the world forgets its sadness.

When you hold me,

I remember I was never broken,

just waiting to be held right.

You don’t complete me—

you unfold me,

like a letter sealed in a bottle,

finally reaching its shore.

So here’s my forever:

not in promises,

but in every quiet moment

I choose you again,

and again,

even when the world forgets to be kind.

Because loving you

feels like poetry written

in a language

only two hearts understand.