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the sun had already taken its final bow, leaving only a faint glow stretched across the horizon. what once burned bright now softened into quiet hues, as darkness slowly crept into the sky gentle, unhurried, inevitable.

along the bypass near big jackstone, the world seemed to pause. the air grew cooler, the noise faded, and the long shadows from the post stood still, as if they, too, were resting after a long day.

beside me, you were there—and somehow, that was enough. no words needed, no grand gestures. just your presence, steady and warm, like the last light that refused to disappear all at once.

the sea lay calm, its waves barely whispering to the shore, mirroring the quiet peace within me. after all the exhaustion, all the noise of the day, everything finally felt still.

and in that stillness, i realized— being here with you is all i need.

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my heart is a battlefield at dusk, swords lowered but never at rest, torn between the echo of 'us' and the quiet safety of 'me'.

love calls my name like a familiar song, soft, tempting, almost safe. it promises warmth in cold nights, someone to say stat when the world feels heavy. i imagined shared laughter, hands that understand my silence, a future written in 'we' instead of 'me'.

yet i remember how flames once taught me the language of ash.

but singlehood whispers too, gentler, but no less powerful. it reminds me of mornings i own completely, dreams that answer only to my name, a heart that heals at its own pace without having to explain it's scars. teaching me how to breath alone.

I hunger for a love that feels like shelter, not thunder chasing me awake, for hands that hold without chains, for promises that don't bruise.

i am drowning, and afraid of never swimming again. so i linger at the shoreline of my heart, a soul learning that waiting is sometimes the bravest kind of love— choosing peace until love learns how to be kind.

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we found each other like two comets accidentally burning through the same sky— bright enough to recognize, brief enough to lose. there was a gravity between us, a pull older than our names, a silent promise carbs into the bones long before we learn how to speak.

but destiny— that cruel conductor— kept changing the tempo whenever our hearts tried to match their beat. we were always almost.

two hands reaching through a window that never fully opened. two souls circling the same fire at different hours of the night. i felt you like a storm waiting behind my ribs, thunder pacing, lightning humming your name against the soft walls of my chest.

and you— you held me like a secret the universe whispered but never intended us to keep.

we were mirrors that recognized each other, but lived in different rooms. we were a book and it's missing chapters, always searching for the same story but turning pages at different times. you were always a little too soon, and i was always a little too late. we were a tragedy rehearsed by universe, two souls reciting the right lines in opposite lifetimes.

you were the sunrise and i was the dusk— forever touching the sky but never touching each other at the same instant. timing was our ghost. it haunted every almost-kiss, every trembling silence, every "maybe someday" we buried beneath our breathing.

if the world has turned one second slower— if the stars had paused, if destiny had blinked— we would have collided instead of drifting.

but the universe deals its cards with a cold, steady hand, and it played us like two hearts meant to meet but not meant to stay.

still, i carry you— a constellation etched behind my eyelids, a soft ache sewn into my pulse, a reminder that some loves are too bright to last and too real to forget.

we loved. just not here, not now, not in this lifetime where timing is a tyrant and destiny refuses to forgive.

but in another universe— one breath away from this one— i swear we are finally falling into each other without the world pulling us apart.

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