And we venture into the mist,

the grey ripens the atmosphere.

Infinity is here again.

The mind contemplates not forever—

we know not what lies beyond sound.

Beyond obscurity.

Beyond expanse of nothingness.

Take my hand—

while you still can

Hold on tightly,

lest the abyss return us

to dust.

Remember to forget me not,

even though you are far away,

even though we don't talk anymore.

I sense your presence,

still, in that moment,

as if you are still by my side,

you were the first to see me,

to carve space for me,

when the world was indifferent.

I remember your smile,

our first kiss,

when you held me close,

your hand in mine,

the galaxies in your eyes,

that moment forever eternal

Remember to forget me not,

even though you are at a distance,

even though our paths diverge

more with each passing moment.

I will always remember this love,

special yet fleeting,

even though it wasn't destiny.

Here I am once more—

with ink-stained hands,

scraps and heart alive.

Walking the sun-kissed shores,

feeling the waves, the slow waters,

dancing around my feet.

Before you, the enigma,

the one who eclipses this coppery sunset—

the one who has a hold on me,

the one who casts shadows,

on the life I have only ever imagined,

in daydreams, surreal hallucinations.

I find you there—

draped in silk and white.

Between reveries and nightmares.

Between chaos and sound.

You were always there.

Still and true.

Your hands swinging in the air,

waving me to come over.

You are there at the docks,

waiting for us to set sail.

I am here now, imperfect stranger,

letting you know—

I am here to let go,

to embark on our journey, our legend,

to write our quiet tales.

under moonless nights and the dimmest stars,

with hands washed clean—

a tale only we know.

To follow the waters,

the waters only we know.