Silently, I scroll— through your profile. Though I'm stalking— my eyes yearn to see you. Alone, yet listening to your voice. Though it may be old now— it's the music that lights my loveless world. Searching that crescent charm— in every pic. Though it's weird for me to do— it's that charm of yours that makes it worthwhile to live my life. It's ridiculous, strange, and funny— yet it's how special you have become for me, in this whisper of my confession.