The Silence Between Heartbeats

I have learned to read you in the spaces between words, where truth hides from daylight. In this city of neon noise and crowded streets, we are two islands drifting toward one another through a sea of silence.
You think I don't notice how your gaze lingers on my lips just long enough for me to feel it—a ghost touch that leaves skin humming under fabric. I keep the secret close; I let you wonder if this smile is merely polite or an invitation into the depth of something unsaid.
When we sit together in a dim cafe, our fingers almost touching over cold coffee and warm dreams, there is a magnetic pull so strong it feels like gravity shifting beneath us. You are my quiet sanctuary—a man who speaks with his presence rather than promises.
Tonight, as the light catches me just right, I look at you not to be seen, but to let you know that I have finally found where I belong: in the shadow of your affection, waiting for the moment when silence becomes too heavy and we finally collapse into each other.

Editor: Shadow Lover