If Only Time Could Slow Down With You 💌🧿

By Shreya Zade Somewhere I Kept You -

It’s been three years since we started talking.
Three years of shared words, missed calls, long silences, and small moments that never felt small.
And in all that time, we’ve only met twice.

But this second time 
It felt different.
Not in a loud, firework kind of way.
It was quiet. Calm.
It felt like peace.

Being around you didn’t feel like an effort.
No pretending. No rushing. No walls.
Just two people existing side by side in a space that felt warm and familiar.

And maybe I haven’t said this out loud yet
But I like you.
Not in the way movies scream love at the top of their lungs,
But in the way a heart beats softer around someone who feels safe.

Still, I’m in no hurry.
I don’t want to rush this or force it into something it’s not ready to be.
Maybe we’re not meant to be lovers.
Maybe we’ll never call each other “mine.”
But maybe, just maybe, we’ll always be something deeper.

Two people who show up for each other, even in the quiet.

If nothing else, I want us to keep choosing each other.
In little ways, again and again.

Because even if time only gives us these brief moments,
I’ll always be grateful that I get to spend them with you.



                  

Hi, I’m Shreya I write about the echoes of love, loss, and memory

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