Passing Days

We never needed many words,

just a glance, a smile,

two quiet hearts

stumbling through the silence.

It was awkward,

but it was ours.

Every laugh from you

felt like sunlight breaking in.

I never said it out loud—

but maybe you knew.

I wish it could’ve stayed that way,

the warmth, the ease,

the way the day felt lighter with you near.

But life kept moving,

and all I have now

are passing days

that still carry your echo.

Life did what life does—

pulled us apart,

not in anger,

just in time.

I kept the warmth,

you kept your smile.

Sometimes I remember—

the quiet walks,

the little adventures

that made the world less heavy.

And I breathe,

because those days still live in me.

I wish it could’ve stayed that way,

the warmth, the ease,

the way the day felt lighter with you near.

Now it’s only passing days…

but I still hold on,

to the gentle echo

that never fades.

never fades...

still holding on... still holding on...