Unlabeled! Yet Felt!

I don’t ask the world to name us, and I don’t question the borders you keep. Some bonds aren’t meant to be broken or defined— they simply breathe between two people, quietly. You call it friendship, and maybe that’s all it can ever be, but still— there’s a gentle corner of my heart that softens a little when it thinks of you. Not a confession, not a plea— just a truth that doesn’t disturb anything: you’re someone my days feel better with, even from the distance you choose. So I carry this quietly, not to change anything, but simply because you matter in a way that doesn’t need a name to be true.