01
In your name, I have traveled
the deserts of longing,
the mountains of joy,
and the valleys of despair.
And yet,
I would walk them all again
just to feel the brush
of your hand in mine.
02
Moving on is not forgetting -
it’s letting the ashes settle,
letting the wind carry what remains,
while we walk forward,
hands empty, but hearts open
for the fires yet to come.
03
It is not emptiness I feel,
but fullness -
a space within me that dreams,
that stretches its hands toward something unseen,
something yet to arrive,
something more beautiful.
04
Time and again,
we push through the dark,
through the endless turning of days,
never surrendering,
never undone.
05
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.
06
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.
07
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.
08
If only we could
chase the sunset
one last time
and be certain
of who you are to me
and who I am to you
then I can let go
as I know you have.
And we can carry on
with the night
apart, as it had been
cruelly written
09
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.
10
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.