Last updated on February 8, 2021
My love
You are – not the moon, or the sun, or the stars, to me
You are the moment that the universe feels it’s own heartbeat
You are the silence inbetween
You are the infinite possibilities
My love
You are – not my all
You are The All, the everything, the breath of the universe crystallised in a moment and drawn into my own lungs
I exist – not brought to life by your hand or sustained by the love you give
But I exist, thankful to exist in a world where you are
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