Somewhere, you walk beneath the same wide sky, your steps heavy, your spirit weary— and I feel it all, as if the sorrow were my own. You are lost in the city’s shadowed corners, but love, I am searching too—through silence, through prayer, through every trembling breath.
Do you hear me? In the hush before dawn, in the rustle of leaves, in the echo of your own heartbeat—I am calling your name. I am aching for you. My days are hollow without your presence, my nights unravel in restless longing. Every waking moment, I carry you—your face, your voice, the way your soul once leaned into mine. And oh, how it breaks me to know we are apart. Yet take comfort, beloved. Even in your despair, you are not abandoned. I stand beside you in spirit, I wrap you in unseen arms, I press a kiss into your solitude. I pray you feel it, like sunlight seeping through clouds.
For, I am not gone—I am woven into you, into the pauses between your thoughts, into the breath you take when you almost remember.
When loneliness brushes your shoulder, that is me reminding you of our vow beyond time. I wait where fear dissolves, where love no longer asks why it was broken, only whether you are ready to return. When you feel whole without reaching, when your heart grows quiet and sure, you will find me there—not arriving but revealed.
Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 12:25 PM UTC
Somewhere, you walk beneath the same wide sky, your steps heavy, your spirit weary— and I feel it all, as if the sorrow were my own. You are lost in the city’s shadowed corners, but love, I am searching too—through silence, through prayer, through every trembling breath.
Do you hear me? In the hush before dawn, in the rustle of leaves, in the echo of your own heartbeat—I am calling your name. I am aching for you. My days are hollow without your presence, my nights unravel in restless longing. Every waking moment, I carry you—your face, your voice, the way your soul once leaned into mine. And oh, how it breaks me to know we are apart. Yet take comfort, beloved. Even in your despair, you are not abandoned. I stand beside you in spirit, I wrap you in unseen arms, I press a kiss into your solitude. I pray you feel it, like sunlight seeping through clouds.
For, I am not gone—I am woven into you, into the pauses between your thoughts, into the breath you take when you almost remember.
When loneliness brushes your shoulder, that is me reminding you of our vow beyond time. I wait where fear dissolves, where love no longer asks why it was broken, only whether you are ready to return. When you feel whole without reaching, when your heart grows quiet and sure, you will find me there—not arriving but revealed.
