People pass, the hours fade

I drift like ink in morning shade

No questions asked, no names exchanged

But every glance feels prearranged

Keys tap softly, lights stay dim

My world begins where theirs grows thin

I read between the silences

Where every breath leaves evidences

I’m almost invisible, never quite gone

A shadow you miss when the moment moves on

Smiling politely, thinking in code

Living between the lines I wrote

Routine masks the subtle shift

Truth wrapped tight in clever myths

No spotlight, no final cue

Still, everything unfolds on cue

There’s always something left unsaid

A secret echo in my head

And when the city starts to sleep

I’m the thought they fail to keep

I’m almost invisible, but never far

Leaving no trace, yet knowing who they are

One small flicker, one stray glance

You’ll wonder if you missed your chance

The night forgives, the day forgets

But I’m not done with my regrets

Somewhere deep in the quiet stream—

I vanish, halfway through your dream.