As you take to the skies tomorrow,
know that a piece of my soul travels with you.
In every mile you drift away,
my heart will weave invisible threads
to keep you close—
threads spun of memories,
laughter shared in secret hours,
and the quiet magic of simply existing in your light.
The wind will carry my whispers to you,
the stars will guard my wishes for you,
and the moon will hold your name
till the night returns you to my dreams.
Go, my love,
and let the world see the grace I have cherished,
but remember—
no ocean, no border,
no ticking of clocks
can unwrite the story our hearts still recite
in the silent language only we understand.
Until we meet again,
I’ll live in the hope of that first look,
that first smile—
reborn in the moment you return.
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