So many things to say with no one to listen. The cold and dark days — and completely cosy -, are knocking on the door, and I still haven’t figured out if your perfume is sweet enough to face the winter and the citrus freshness of mine.
So many things to create with no one to share them with. I bought a new camera and some vintage film that perfectly complements the orange hue of your hair. To bring warmth to the feed and to our afternoons after 3 pm.
So many places to explore with no one to accompany me. I made a list of my favourite destinations around the world, noting each one’s restaurants that serve your favourite dishes. There’s something enchanting about planning summer during winter. It warms the soul in a certain way. I’m sure it would take your breath away in different ways, just so I could use my mouth-to-mouth skills and hear you say I saved your life. In a way.
So many decisions to make, and I still can’t find where my street meets yours, where my calendar aligns with yours. Maybe it’s the time difference, the cold, or just the distance that keeps us apart. But even in this uncertainty, I find comfort in the thought that one day, our paths will cross perfectly, our days will harmonize and the distance will dissolve. Until then, I’ll hold onto these dreams like a secret promise, believing that each moment of waiting is a step closer to the day our hearts will finally find their perfect rhythm.
In every thought of you and every hopeful sigh, I imagine the day when our worlds will merge, and we’ll be together as if we’ve never been apart.
So many things to create with no one to share them with. I bought a new camera and some vintage film that perfectly complements the orange hue of your hair. To bring warmth to the feed and to our afternoons after 3 pm.
So many places to explore with no one to accompany me. I made a list of my favourite destinations around the world, noting each one’s restaurants that serve your favourite dishes. There’s something enchanting about planning summer during winter. It warms the soul in a certain way. I’m sure it would take your breath away in different ways, just so I could use my mouth-to-mouth skills and hear you say I saved your life. In a way.
So many decisions to make, and I still can’t find where my street meets yours, where my calendar aligns with yours. Maybe it’s the time difference, the cold, or just the distance that keeps us apart. But even in this uncertainty, I find comfort in the thought that one day, our paths will cross perfectly, our days will harmonize and the distance will dissolve. Until then, I’ll hold onto these dreams like a secret promise, believing that each moment of waiting is a step closer to the day our hearts will finally find their perfect rhythm.
In every thought of you and every hopeful sigh, I imagine the day when our worlds will merge, and we’ll be together as if we’ve never been apart.