the way you looked at me

You said my name like it was something holy, Soft as dawn against the sea, I laughed and tried to hide the trembling, You saw the quiet parts of me. We danced beneath the old streetlight, Barefoot hearts and open skies, You pulled me close, and for a second, The world was small enough to try. The way you... touched my hand in silence, The way you... never let me flee, The way you... spoke without the words, The way you looked at me. It felt like time forgot to move, We were standing in the proof, Of everything we’d hoped to be, And everything we’d lose. You didn’t have to say a thing, Your eyes wrote out the melody, And I still hum it when I dream Of who we used to be. We built a home on borrowed hours, Painted stars where cracks would show, You’d trace your plans along my shoulder, Say, “One day, you’ll have to go.” But I was just too young to listen, Too caught inside the summer’s spell, Now every time the night turns quiet, I hear that old farewell. The way you... lingered in the doorway, The way you... smiled so helplessly, The way you... knew I’d still remember, The way you looked at me. It felt like time forgot to move, We were standing in the proof, Of everything we’d hoped to be, And everything we’d lose. You didn’t have to say a thing, Your eyes wrote out the melody, And I still hum it when I dream Of who we used to be. If love is something that we borrow, Then maybe loss is how we pay, I’d trade the silence of tomorrow For one more word you didn’t say. [final whisper] The way you held your breath beside me, The way your heartbeat set me free, The way you loved without a reason, The way you looked at me. Now I see your face in everything — In broken glass and gentle rain, And though you’re gone, I still believe You’ll always see The way you looked at me.