Tears On Windowpanes

Nobody saw it coming,

Not you, not me,

not then,

Two hearts going different directions,

Somehow finding each other again.

I was learning how to breathe

Through the ruins of yesterday,

You weren’t looking for forever,

I wasn’t looking your way.

Then you smiled across the silence,

And something in me changed,

Like sunlight through a window After years of pouring rain.

We didn’t plan it,

We didn’t know,

Some things are planted

Before they grow.

We were a bloom of tears and flowers,

Growing through the darkest hours.

Nobody saw the roots below

Or knew how far our hearts would go.

What started as a little spark Turned into light inside the dark.

No one could’ve seen it coming— This kind of love,

This kind of something.

There were days I thought the garden

Would never grow again,

Every petal felt like proof Of everything I’d lost back then.

But you never asked me to forget it,

You just held my hand instead,

And somehow all the broken pieces Started blooming in my chest.

We weren’t some perfect fairytale,

We were messy, scared,

and real,

But somewhere between the tears

I remembered how to feel.

We didn’t promise

We’d never fall,

We just kept reaching

Through it all.

We were a bloom of tears and flowers,

Growing through the darkest hours.

Nobody saw the roots below

Or knew how far our hearts would go.

What started as a little spark Turned into light inside the dark.

No one could’ve seen it coming— This kind of love,

This kind of something.

Maybe love doesn’t always arrive

With fireworks in the sky.

Maybe sometimes it’s a whisper That stays when everything passes by.

Maybe the tears were watering Something we couldn’t see,

And every scar became a place For something beautiful to be.

We were a bloom of tears and flowers,

Growing stronger through the hours.

Nobody saw the roots below,

But now there’s nowhere else to go.

From every heartbreak, every scar,

We found each other where we are.

And if the whole world says it’s crazy,

Let them wonder how it came to be.

’Cause nobody saw it coming,

Not even you and me— A little love,

a little rain, A garden growing beautifully.

Nobody saw

it coming… But somehow,

here we are. A bloom of tears and flowers,

Growing underneath

the stars.