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Gratitude

Today I thank the simple things: the spoon that rests, the milk that bends into silk, the sun leaning gently through the window.

Now, only the echo of you remains in the steam, rising like a ghost that refuses to forget the flavor of our mornings.

Your pretty smile is a hush beneath thunder, a gentle harbor in the stresses of man’s days. The world shouts, breaks, and tumbles -…

I choose the memory of your hands cupping my face like a prayer. I choose the stories you told, woven into the quiet spaces…

And your name – you call it funny, but to me, it rings like poetry, the kind that arrives unannounced, stays in your chest…

Moving on is not forgetting – it’s letting the ashes settle, letting the wind carry what remains, while we walk forward, hands empty, but…

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

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…

You carry a sweetness, not heavy, but bright, a smile that seems to dance with every word you speak, bursting with energy, zest for…