Journey of Silent Moments

Nights feel unfamiliar now,
Since my heart began to weave a dream.
I haven’t seen you, but every day I create a face,
Hoping one day you will appear before me with that face.
 
Some unspoken words seem scattered in the air,
Yet every morning feels like it brings your smile.
 
There are many things to say,
But every word seems to get lost in waiting.
Each evening brings a new thought to my heart,
Perhaps this is love, growing without being spoken.
 
It’s a journey that continues even without you,
But the destination seems only visible with you.
 
Now, all I can do is hope,
That one day you will walk alongside me on this journey,
And these silent moments will also speak.