
Unbroken
Time and again, we push through the dark, through the endless turning of days, never surrendering, never undone.
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Time and again, we push through the dark, through the endless turning of days, never surrendering, never undone.

You resist, but you will remember me with each fallen leaf, each brittle crack beneath your feet. You will see me in the dying light, in the shadows that stretch too long, and you will wish you had held on tighter.

My eyes, open to light, to the glisten of dew on blades of grass, to the dance of shadows across the ground, as if the earth itself breathes, stretching, stirring, and I am part of its waking, alive in every quiet miracle, every whisper of the world.

And so, I find myself craving you, not out of need, but out of a desire to share this life I’ve built, to blend our paths and create something even more beautiful. Because while I was happy in my world, with you, happiness has a new depth, a richness I can’t ignore.

You carry a sweetness, not heavy, but bright, a smile that seems to dance with every word you speak, bursting with energy, zest for life spilling over like sunlight on a morning field.

May your dreams carry the beauty you see so effortlessly in this world. And may your heart, when in the morning you rise, feel the kindness you have given mine.

What I mean is – my love expands with each passing breath, it grows in the quiet spaces between your laughter and your sighs, in the way your hands move without thinking, in the silence of shared moments where words don’t need to exist.

Your absence pulls the world apart – a thread unraveled from the fabric of the sky. I search for you in the curve of the wind, in the scent of rain, in the way the earth turns, slow and steady, but you are always beyond my reach, like a flame that flickers just before the…

Be grateful. For the breath that fills your lungs, for the silence that cradles your thoughts, for the gift of this moment – unpaid, unpromised, but yours entirely.