Heart
Your presence slows my breathing, As if my heart waits for yours. Even the space between us feels alive, Heavy with things unsaid, Beautiful because it’s ours.
Posted Jan 31, 2026, 1:25 PM UTC
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Your presence slows my breathing, As if my heart waits for yours. Even the space between us feels alive, Heavy with things unsaid, Beautiful because it’s ours.
Posted Jan 31, 2026, 1:25 PM UTC