Published by: Shaina Pajarillo
Date Published: January 30, 2026
Time Published: 7:25 AM
Category: Poetry
Theme: Quiet Admiration and Sincere Love
I told myself this was ordinary,
just days passing, nothing more.
Kindness brushed off as small,
presence mistaken for chance.
I learned how not to look too close,
how to call longing nothing at all.
But closeness has a quiet way
of staying in shared hours,
in the laughter, in the silence.
I watched you carefully,
loving without asking to be seen.
You felt like stars I feared to touch,
blue in your calm, red in my chest.
Too good to be true—
and losing you was my quiet fear.
Somewhere between laughter and music,
I stopped pretending I was steady.
My heart leaned slowly,
gently, toward you.
I notice the small things you do,
the way you smile at someone else,
how your voice can fill a quiet room,
and I feel this ache, soft and sweet.
Even in moments that seem ordinary,
I find myself holding on
to the way you make the world brighter,
to the way I can’t stop thinking of you.
And in the quiet of every melody,
I hope you feel me near,
listening, caring, always aware.
Slowly and surely, in every note,
I will cherish you, always.
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