her; journey of life

them

so this poem shows there personality 

He's the wave, rising strong and bold,
She's the ocean, deep, calm, and cold.
He crashes ahead, fierce in his play,
She swallows the shore, pulling away.

He's the ripple that stirs in the night,
She's the vastness that hides out of sight.
He comes and he goes, a fleeting call,
She holds all the secrets, containing it all.

He breaks with force, eager to be seen,
She's endless beneath, steady, serene.
He's the wave, wild and free in motion,
But he's always a part of her, the endless ocean.

He is like the wind, she the shooting star,
He roams through the earth, she glides from afar.
He whispers through trees, restless and free,
She streaks across skies, wild as can be.

He touches everything, unseen yet felt,
She burns with a fire, causing hearts to melt.
He moves without warning, with nowhere to stay,
She blazes a trail, then fades away.

He stirs the world with a gentle caress,
She flashes with brilliance, leaving no trace.
He lingers in silence, a wandering breeze,
She bursts through the night, lighting the seas.

Two fleeting forces, both untamed and far,
He is the wind, and she's the shooting star.
They meet for a moment, then drift out of sight,
Each chasing their freedom, alone in the night.

and this poem shows how the adult personality is developed of theirs

He is the calm waves, she the shining star,
He whispers on the shore, she glows from afar.
His soft rhythm hums, steady and serene,
Her light cuts through night, distant and unseen.

He brushes the sand, gentle and slow,
She dances in skies, casting her glow.
He knows the pull of the moon's quiet sway,
She watches him glimmer at the end of each day.

He is the stillness where the sea meets the land,
She is the spark that he can't understand.
He drifts in silence, a comfort, a dream,
She burns in the heavens, forever a gleam.

Two distant forces, both vast, both free,
He's the calm waves, she's the star that he sees.
Though far in their realms, they're tied in their dance,
A cosmic connection, a quiet romance.

this poetry is distant understanding of how their personality or life will idk this poem can indicate anything future past present remember nothing is related to anything in the end cause i am to scatter to place everything what it was i am being reckless while writing this story idk if this story will reach the end i want i just want to be enough to read.

i am writing this wattpad fiction to entertain myself