Still— my love for you was never pretend. It lived in me, from start to end. We faltered, yes, in moments dark, but even these ruin can't erase the spark.
In Another Light: An Elegy for My Love
Of Dusk and Shifting Skies
So here I stand in paths you've shown, to seek new stars and guard my own— but know that when dawn lies fort and dim, I may still write of you again.
Zenith IRLs 