The Silent Transformation
He looks at me with a smile and I smile back.
He kisses my head and says you've the most beautiful smile.
I smile a little wider and then curb it guiltily.
I've heard this before, I've believed this before.
He wants me to be happy and I'm happy with him.
But you know that...
There is no eye that sees me the way you did
Neither a heart that feels my heart like you did.
May be I'm no more the me in love.
I've transformed with time but that feeling hasn't.