In the quiet corners where no echoes stay,
He walks unnoticed, or so he may say.

A shadow that drifts through the noise and the crowd,
Soft-spoken, yet never less bright nor less proud.

He doesn’t demand, he doesn’t insist,
Yet the world seems gentler where he exists.

A quiet light, steady and true,
Glowing in ways he never quite knew.

He wonders if anyone sees past his skin,
Past the weight of his thoughts, the storms deep within.

But someone has watched, from a distance so wide,
Not to claim, not to own—just to stand by his side.

They saw the way his fingers traced absent lines,
The way his mind wandered through infinite signs.

They noticed the silence, the battles unfought,
The moments of peace, the depths of his thought.

And though he may question, though doubt may remain,
There is someone who knows him, beyond just his name.

Not in the way the world loudly demands,
But in quiet devotion, in outstretched hands.

A picture once taken, a moment once passed,
Yet held in a heart where such memories last.

For long before words ever found their way,
Someone had seen him, admired him that day.

No need for answers, no rush to reveal,
Only the hope that one day, he’ll feel—

That he’s more than enough, as he’s always been,
More than the weight of the thoughts trapped within.

For even if distance keeps voices apart,
Someone still carries his name in their heart.

And when he is lost, when the world feels unkind,
He is not unseen—he is never confined.

He is the quiet light, soft yet so strong,
A presence that lingers, a note in a song.

And somewhere out there, where his footsteps have been,
Someone is watching, just waiting—to be seen.

I walk through the crowd,
the weight of a thousand unseen things pressing against my shoulders.

The world hums—conversations overlapping,
footsteps scuffing against tile, the distant chime of a bell.

It all feels like noise, a blurry rush of movement,
until—until I see you.

You’re standing there,
unaware of the way the universe folds around you.

And just like that, time hesitates.
It doesn’t stop completely, no—

it unravels, stretching itself thin,
slowing to something almost fragile.

The people around us blur into ghosts.
Their voices distort into distant echoes.

It’s just you, bathed in the golden haze of artificial lights,
and me, caught in the quiet pull of something I can’t name.

I won’t say it.
I won’t tell you that I love you, that I always have in ways I don’t fully understand.

I won’t tell you that my heart beats out of sync when you look my way,
that your presence alone rewrites the rhythm of my world.

Instead, I hold my breath. I wait. I watch.

Then—you move. A simple shift, a small gesture,
a glance that brushes against me like a whisper.

Your hand reaches out, a fleeting moment of contact,
and suddenly, it’s like something divine.

Not loud. Not grand. Just a touch—but one that lingers.
One that changes everything.

The world exhales, sound and color rushing back in,
but I remain somewhere between here and nowhere,

lost in a moment I can’t keep,
stuck between longing and fear—because some feelings are too vast for words,

too heavy to hold,
too impossible to speak.

So I don’t.
I just let the silence stretch between us, hoping, somehow, you already know.

I've never been the type to say what I feel

So basically I keep everything inside
And with you it was no different

I want to tell you, believe me I've tried
But there's part of me that just can't take that chance

So I doubt that you'll ever know
Which may be fine with you, but it's hurting me

I choose not to show it though
I guess I'm your secret admirer

That name seems to fit just right
I don't know what I like about you

But you're on my mind, day and night
Maybe it's the way you look

So sexy I can't get enough
Or how you make me feel when you come around

I instantly forget all other stuff
Maybe it's the way you say my name

Or maybe it's the way you smile
Then again it might just be everything

Getting to know you seems worth my while
But I guess I'll never know what it is

My true feelings I could never reveal to you
I'll just admire you from a distance

I'm not sure what else there is to do