Seven Words
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The sun recedes
—Illuminating pastel clouds
We have a hidden star
That comes from just seven words
A sentence blurred in years
Of cartoons, plastic dolls, and early mornings.
—Of playing your guitar.
Yet, somehow— it became ours
We say it causally,
Sometimes trading it like a smile
After a movie night—
While icecream runs down our face
Through a cracked door
as you pass by
Through sickness
Through arguments
Through nights we both abandoned
all other words to speak
Yet it is still said
As if missing one night
Would make us forget each other
I wonder if you knew..
If you knew that those words mean
The whole world
If you knew—
that saying that makes everything feel deserved
“I” was never just me.
“Love” was never just a “word.”
“You” was never just you.
“To” never stopped trying.
“Infinity” never stopped sounding impossible.
“And” never stopped being both of us.
“Beyond” never stopped growing.
The moon acends,
Pastel sky’s dissolving into
Black.
And still—
One sentence,
Seven words.
Will outlive
Us.
(© 2026 Olivia Williams)