Not every soul that finds us is meant to stay beside us.
Some walk only part of the road, yet leave light that never fades.
You are still with me, not in touch, but in trace.
I live on carrying that glow, grateful for the path we shared.
Adieu, my love. I miss you.
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 2:50 AM UTC
Not every soul that finds us is meant to stay beside us.
Some walk only part of the road, yet leave light that never fades.
You are still with me, not in touch, but in trace.
I live on carrying that glow, grateful for the path we shared.
Adieu, my love. I miss you.
