I ask myself
the reason I last smiled,
and I don’t know how to pronounce your name
to someone
who has never known you
the way I do.
How do I explain
to someone who has never heard your voice
that words can carry warmth too—
like candlelight in December?
How do I explain
to someone who has never seen your eyes
that eyes can speak,
that sometimes,
love feels
like rain?