You traced a heart on fogged-up glass
Didn’t speak, just let it pass
But it stayed there like your name
Soft and small, but never plain
Window notes I never wrote
Held my breath so you won’t float
You saw me more than I knew
Behind the glass, I looked at you
Your silence leaned just close enough
To feel like touch, not loud but tough
Drew a smile with one cold line
Your warmth pressed next to mine
Didn’t talk, but we both knew
Every fog mark said “me too”