Some feelings linger, they keep on burning despite life, despite fate, despite ourselves. They bloom in the most deserted places in our hearts, they bloom even when one leaves them in the dark. Some feelings become a part of who we are, they’re in every breath we take, —
You were written into me long before I ever learned your name. As if some quiet part of my soul already knew the shape of you, already recognized your presence before life gave me the moment to meet you.