Even if time takes me away,
and my body fades into the wind,
we will be a single thought
bound beyond the now, beyond all time.
When your voice becomes only silence,
and your image, a mist in memory,
still you shall live within me,
a quiet flame of our shared story.
In the beating of my heart,
you will breathe, eternal and light,
as if love were the perfect thread
that not even death could cut or write.
For there are promises that never break,
there are presences that never depart,
and there are souls that find each other
even when bodies drift apart.
We will always be together.
Even if shadows fall upon us.
You in me, and I in you,
existing… existing.
YOU ARE READING
illusions
Şiir"This is where I write down my thoughts and ideas about various topics that pique people's curiosity."
