We meet in the space between shadows,
where no questions dare to follow.

Your name rests hidden on my lips,
like a truth I never spoke aloud.
Our hands still remember the path,
as if time merely took a detour.

When you pull me close,
everything we pretended was extinguished ignites again.
It’s not just memories stirring,
it’s hope refusing to die.

In these secret moments
we love each other as if we’re destined to lose again.
And maybe that is exactly why
it feels so fiercely alive.