He asked me if I believe in Destiny
I said, "Not really, and you?"
"Well, I believe in now and all this." he said
I replied, "I believe in my choices and I chose to be here."
And he smiled.

Your name still marks the pages of my thoughts
And your voice still resonates inside the hollows of my soul
Like a feather, soft and delicate
Like cashmere touching my skin
I am never alone.

When your Spotify playlist is on shuffle and a song that you haven't heard for quite sometime suddenly comes on, unearthing all kinds of emotion and stirring beautiful memories of someone or of a shared moment, but it is something that doesn't make you feel sad or lonely but rather feels like a soothing kind of warmth that makes your eyes glow and lights up your face, brings back all the butterflies that once fluttered your heart but now graces your lips with a smile even when it's time for them to leave again.

I have carved your name
On every bone that lines
Beneath my skin
And darling, I am at peace.

She met an artist
His fingers were made of gold
They moved like brush strokes
She was an empty canvas
His portrait of rainbow tears

Close your eyes my dear
The night is long dream away
I am here to stay