It comes and goes, this leaving you:like tides that kiss then pull away,a rhythm old, yet always new,that shapes the shore but cannot stay. Some days, the sea lies soft and clear,its breath a lull, its gaze at rest;I almost think you’ve disappearedfrom all the harbors in my chest. But moons still rise, and with... Continue Reading →
Some days I convince myself I’ve moved on. That I’m healing. And in some ways, I am. But then there are nights when it all comes rushing back—the ache, the silence, the empty space where you used to be. And I realize I’m still reaching out in the dark, hoping to find you there.
if you find yourself in these lines, know it’s not to pull you close. I wrote them so I’d remember the gentlest parts of you where feeling rose.
Always. Again. Through every test— In every version, you are my yes.
So here I am, my soul laid bare. If staying’s a war—I’ll wage it fair. You’re not a chapter I outgrew. I don’t want another love. I only want you.
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.
So sleep, sweet Gizmo, in fields of endless grace, knowing I’ll love your kin as you loved me. For in their eyes, I’ll find your patient trace, a whisper that keeps us steady, wild, and free.
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.
My world’s a dawn I’ve grown to know, with solitary stars in a silent glow. in shadows safe, in light restrained, in freedom fierce and unchained.
So I’m learning to be still, to let the moments flow, To wait with open hands, and let my patience grow. If love means giving room to breathe, to face your private night, Then I’ll be here, a steady flame, until you find the light.
Zenith IRLs 