"When Our Eyes Meet"

I’m afraid to look into his eyes.

Because every time they find mine,

It feels like they’re speaking—

saying something too heavy for words.

And suddenly,

my heart aches.

Why can’t I do anything for him?

He’s kind, honest…

a good brother,

a loyal son.

He carries the world with quiet strength.

But still,

life keeps testing him—

again and again.

It’s as if life holds a grudge against him—

as if no matter what he gives,

it finds new ways to test him.

And yet,

I believe—

deeply, certainly—

that God is writing something better for him.

Because God never forgets the silent efforts,

never lets sincere hearts go unrewarded.

We may not see it yet,

but I know he deserves more,

and more is coming.

All I ask,

is that God doesn’t take too long.

I don’t want to keep looking away

when our eyes meet—

hiding my tears behind a smile,

carrying the ache he’ll never see.