I'm Not In A Relationship... But My Heart Is Quiety Attached To Someone Who Isn't Mine- Not Yet, Maybe Not Ever. They Don't Hold My Hand, But They Hold A Space In My Thoughts. They Don't Call Me Theirs, But I Still Smile Like They Do. It's A Silent Kind Of Love- Not Loud, Not Claimed, But Real Enough To Make Me Hope, Soft Enough To Stay, And Strong Enough To Make Me Wish They'd One Day Feel The Same.