the wind blew a little harder today—
all for a chance to kiss you.
i guess the coldness of days gone by
do not scare you at all.
now I whisper to find you,
in the smallest of cracks,
in the pauses between breaths,
in the vastness of the evening breeze.
nothing could ever make me
stop searching for you.
nor will i ever want to.
May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 3:33 AM UTC
the wind blew a little harder today—
all for a chance to kiss you.
i guess the coldness of days gone by
do not scare you at all.
now I whisper to find you,
in the smallest of cracks,
in the pauses between breaths,
in the vastness of the evening breeze.
nothing could ever make me
stop searching for you.
nor will i ever want to.
