We Met
Eyes met—
the world paused.
A breath,
a spark,
a start.
Your smile—
my heartbeat.
My silence—
your name.
A thousand storms
fell still
in that one look.
We Loved
Laughter bloomed
in silence.
Fingers twined
like fate.
Two hearts,
one rhythm.
You knew my soul
before I spoke.
I found my home
in your gaze.
We walked
in dreams,
awake.
We Lost
But love
was not enough.
The world—
too cruel,
too loud.
Hands torn,
hearts drowned
in distance.
They said
we weren’t meant.
They lied.
But we broke
just the same.
Years Passed
Pain learned
my name.
Loneliness
wrote poems
on my skin.
Time—
a slow death
without you.
Memories
turned knives
that kissed
with fire.
We Met Again
And then—
you.
Older,
wounded,
mine.
Eyes met,
again.
Different,
but still
the same.
Tears fell—
not from sadness,
but the weight
of years
without you.
We Love Again
No need
for promises.
Just breath.
Just being.
This time,
quietly,
we stay.
Though bruised,
we bloom.
Our love—
a ghost,
a fire,
a truth
reborn.
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