I see you in the quiet hours,
In dreams that speak of endless power.
A love unbound by time or place,
Written in stars, etched in grace.
We are meant to grow together,
Roots entwined, despite the weather.
Not torn apart by winds of doubt,
But nourished by the love we sprout.
This time apart has fanned the flame,
A fire that burns stronger, completely untamed.
Distance can’t dim what’s meant to be,
It only sharpens the pull of destiny.
I know the weight you carry inside,
The battles you face, the tears you hide.
Depression whispers lies in your ear,
Telling you love is something to fear.
You leave our connection, return to her;
Caught in a cycle of what feels safer.
But I know this is self-sabotage’s call,
Because what we have feels too strong, too raw.
The unknown is scary—I understand too,
For I’ve also feared what’s too good, too true.
Your choice to leave was meant to ignite
growth in us both; a guiding light.
We were meant to heal and grow apart,
So we could come back stronger in heart.
I see the work you’ve done to reflect,
To grow, to change, to self-correct.
Be proud of all the steps you’ve made,
For each one brings light to the path you’ve laid.
No one is perfect—I’ll never judge
Your thoughts, your choices, your hesitant nudge.
To me, you are perfect the way you are,
A soul aligned with mine; a guiding star.
All I want is to help you achieve
the fullest potential I know you’ll receive.
Divine timing whispers, "Wait, be still"
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The universe aligns when we let go of will.
Each worry dissolves in the present’s embrace;
A sacred pause, a slower pace.
You are my mirror, reflecting truth;
A bond that deepens and uncovers youth.
Every moment apart, a lesson learned;
Every tear shed, a fire that burned.
I no longer beg the stars to align.
I trust the rhythm, the grand design.
Our paths converge when hearts are clear;
Love flows freely when freed from fear.
So I release the weight of the need to control.
I trust the universe to make us whole.
In divine timing, we will reunite;
Our souls forever drawn to the light.
For we are meant, I know it’s true;
To find each other, to start anew.
Hand in hand, through joy and strife;
Growing together, a soulmate life.
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