Between Us

Sometimes, it’s the way the light falls in the quiet hours, when the day is almost gone, and the shadows stretch out like secrets waiting to be whispered. It’s the soft hum of a song that plays only between us, the unspoken understanding that we don’t need to say everything to know everything. I’ve never wanted for much more than this: the way you laugh when you’re not trying, how your eyes find mine across a room, the way the world feels a little softer, a little slower, when you’re near. There are no promises, no grand gestures, just this quiet knowing that some things don’t need words to be real. Maybe that’s the way it should be, how the best things are never loud, but simply… here.