You never have to fear
a heart that has already chosen its home.
The past may knock like wind on a window,
but my soul is anchored
where your arms begin.
You are the sunrise
that made every former night
make sense…
the reason I no longer pray
for what I once thought love was.
If old memories try to echo,
let them fade…
because the only name
my future knows how to whisper
is yours.
I don’t look back.
I only lean forward…
into the life,
the promise,
the forever
I found in you.
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 8:50 AM UTC
You never have to fear
a heart that has already chosen its home.
The past may knock like wind on a window,
but my soul is anchored
where your arms begin.
You are the sunrise
that made every former night
make sense…
the reason I no longer pray
for what I once thought love was.
If old memories try to echo,
let them fade…
because the only name
my future knows how to whisper
is yours.
I don’t look back.
I only lean forward…
into the life,
the promise,
the forever
I found in you.