All Good Things
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.
The collection
poetry
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Endless Love
I have loved you in ways I cannot name, in lifetimes I cannot remember, yet I know you, always, as if the universe herself has written us into the stars, over and over again.
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English
There is no translation for the way my heart leaps or the way your presence stills every storm. When I say “I love you,” so much is missed – what I mean is everything.
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Way Home
your eyes are (tiny moons) pulling the tides of my heart, and your laugh is a comet flashing across this canvas of forgotten worlds.
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The Little Things
Our talks linger in my mind, woven with laughter and whispers, the light things, the heavy things, all falling into place like they had always belonged there. You have this way of understanding without needing to speak, a way of holding me without a single touch.
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Waking with the Rain
Waking to the sound of rain on my window, the steady rhythm of drops against the glass, I stir, bone-tired but smiling, grateful for this gentle greeting from the world. The kind of morning where weariness feels like a badge earned, not a burden.
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Your Energy Shifts
It boggles my mind, how effortlessly he enters your space, how your laughter fades, just enough for me to notice. You think I do not sense it, the way your words twist and reshape themselves around him, like you are building a different world when he is near, one I cannot quite reach.
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Good Night
Sleep, my love, for in our dreams, the miles vanish, and we find each other where time has no power, where love, even in its longing, is boundless.
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The Other Man
Yet every day, he takes what should be mine, his presence invisible, but felt in every word, every glance, and I am left here, waiting in the silence for the pieces of you that he hasn’t yet claimed.
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In a Heartbeat
The pulse of my heart knows no direction but you, it beats to the rhythm of your name, each breath a promise that there is no space, no time, that can stretch wide enough to keep me from you.