Threshold

Entry 9 – No Title

These are quiet moments when nostalgia takes you by the hand and bring you down memory lane, when the past feels close enough to touch.

You scroll through squared memories pinned together, locked away, grouped in an album and you find a spark that time did not dim.

A reminder that the passion did not begin today.

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If every day lasted a thousand years,

if only time would seize

at the dawn of our undying passion –

then maybe, just maybe,

I would have enough time to do everything

I want to with you.

And make you feel half as special as you

make me feel.

I miss you.

~~~~~

A million stars up in the sky,

but only one (you) shines brighter.

A love so precious, so true,

it breathes through melodies.

When you are near,

even silence sings,

and birds whisper in blissful rhythm.

Your voice softens my days,

and your warmth makes forever feel possible.

~~~~~

Then comes the night–

under the silver breath of the full moon,

the world glowing in lunar grace.

Her sacred rays’ shining,

pure and tender,

touching everything with peace.

For a moment, all is forgiven,

and dreams find a place to rest.

The full moon tonight is lovely.

~~~~~

But not all love remains.

Just like the still waves of a silent shore,

my feelings for you now rests

where words cannot follow–

In the echoes of eternity.

Don’t sink yourself

in the abyss denial and false hope.

For the previous spark felt between us

is already a fading light,

Memory is only what survived.

~~~~~

I'm fully submerged in water

and everyone keeps asking,

if I need any help,

can't they see...

I can't speak under water,

I can't even breath.

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So here they are, pieces of my words, rescued from forgotten corners and discarded drafts, stitched together in serenity.

Not to mourn what’s lost, but to honor what once lived.

Life is good ♡