Juan :
In English we say, your beautiful, but poetry sounds like, you walked into my life so quietly, yet somehow even my loneliness noticed your absence when you left because beauty was never just your face it was the way your presence made ordinary moments feel softer, the way silence with you never felt empty, like my heart had finally found a place where it didn’t need to pretend, and your eyes, god your eyes, they looked at me like they were trying to understand every version of me I kept hidden from the world, I think that’s why forgetting you feels impossible, you were never just someone I loved, you became part of the way I see life itself, and now even beautiful things hurt a little, because they remind me of how gently you once existid inside my world.
2026-05-14 19:15:23