I remember that day.
That Saturday night
where we shared words.
I had opened up
my heart, showed it
plain, beating.
You saw it, learnt
the beauty and the
pain from what lay within.
Your drink in your hands
began to fill up
with saltwater.
You realized that my
love wasn't false or fake,
but grown from despair.
Your cup,
full to the brim
overflowing.
Though you werent quite there
your warm presence lacking
in my frozen room
You were still there
when we were
50 miles apart
May 27
May 27, 2026 at 4:40 PM UTC
I remember that day.
That Saturday night
where we shared words.
I had opened up
my heart, showed it
plain, beating.
You saw it, learnt
the beauty and the
pain from what lay within.
Your drink in your hands
began to fill up
with saltwater.
You realized that my
love wasn't false or fake,
but grown from despair.
Your cup,
full to the brim
overflowing.
Though you werent quite there
your warm presence lacking
in my frozen room
You were still there
when we were
50 miles apart
