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Midnight confessions

At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.

How you make me feel

 How you make me feel


In your eyes, the world turns soft and new,  

A quiet storm that pulls me into blue.  

My heart forgets its ordinary beat,  

And dances wild where shadows used to meet.  


Your laugh, a spark that lights the dullest day,  

Turns gray to gold in every simple way.  

I breathe you in like summer after rain,  

And suddenly the ordinary feels like champagne.  


With every touch, you rewrite who I am,  

A safer place, a fire, a quiet hymn.  

You make me feel alive, unbreakably whole—  

My favorite feeling, anchored in your soul.



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