
Chasing Sunsets
If only we could chase the sunset one last time and be certain of who you are to me and who I am to…

If only we could chase the sunset one last time and be certain of who you are to me and who I am to…

What I mean is – my love expands with each passing breath, it grows in the quiet spaces between your laughter and your sighs,…

Your absence pulls the world apart – a thread unraveled from the fabric of the sky. I search for you in the curve of…

This love of ours is the weight of every lifetime the children we bore, the joys we shared, the dreams that filled our hearts.…

I have loved you in ways I cannot name, in lifetimes I cannot remember, yet I know you, always, as if the universe herself…

I’m sorry, forgive me – these words feel too small for the space between us, but they are all I have. I love you,…

There is no translation for the way my heart leaps or the way your presence stills every storm. When I say “I love you,”…

your eyes are (tiny moons) pulling the tides of my heart, and your laugh is a comet flashing across this canvas of forgotten worlds.

Our talks linger in my mind, woven with laughter and whispers, the light things, the heavy things, all falling into place like they had…