The closer I look, the more I fall in love— Not with perfection, but with your truth. Each line upon your face, a story, Each glance, a spark that steals my youth. Not just your smile that lights my way, Or how your laugh can calm the skies, But the quiet moments, soft and still, Where love hides deep behind your eyes. The closer I look, the more I see— You're not a dream, but something more. A pulse, a fire, a sacred truth, A love I've never known before. So let me stay, and let me find The secret songs your silence sings. For falling in love, again, again, Is what each closer moment brings.