it’s like the sun 
catching the ocean at dawn
just a brief glint of warmth 
where I thought only shadows would linger 
in a crowded world
where moments drift like passing ships 
there’s this thought of you 
anchored quietly in my mind
it’s where you exist
just between each breath
and where I hope you’ll stay
long after the last one

with her ink upon these pages
verses flow like whispers
carrying the scars that she hides
through her poetry
the world comes alive
every line a window into her soul
every letter a heartbeat
her story unfolds
not in the bounds of prose
but in the delicate dance
of meter and metaphor
painting emotions more vividly
than any narrative ever could
and in the end
the poem itself becomes the storyteller
a timeless echo of her life

I stand at the edge of our memories
where our love once flourished 
like wildflowers in spring
your laughter
now a ghostly whisper
dancing in the wind
letting you go wasn’t a single act 
but a series of small deaths
each one a farewell 
to the moments we shared
and now I can only watch
as you fade into the twilight
only a silhouette 
of who I thought you were

in the quiet moments
before the world awakes
I can feel you
your presence lingers
delicate and soft
like a whisper carried by the wind
each inhale draws you closer
and with every exhale
you become a part of me
in the stillness between moments 
and the infinity that stretches 
beyond comprehension 
I am still yours