May 25, 2025
"She Never Knew, Did She?"
She laughs.
And the whole world seems lighter.
I don’t laugh with her.
I just watch,
from the corner I always stand in.
Not because I don’t want to talk—
but because
I don’t want to take
even a drop of comfort
away from her.
When she turns,
I look away.
Not because I’m shy.
But because I know
if I look too long,
I’ll fall—
and she won’t.
I let her smile at others.
I let her laugh with them.
Even when it feels
like a quiet knife inside me.
But I don’t say a word.
Not because I don’t feel it.
But because I don’t want her
to carry my pain.
She might think I’m cold.
But in my mind,
she’s the softest light
I never touch.
And I’m kinder to her
in my silence
than anyone else could ever be
in their loudest love.
