|| Everything We Never Said ||

 
To the souls once torn apart by timing and pride,
now stitched together by quiet glances and lingering heat—
break free.

We weren’t supposed to circle back,
not after all the silence,
not after I taught my heart to forget the sound of yours.
But here we are—
your mouth on mine,
bittersweet like the last drop of wine,
and suddenly the rules I lived by stopped mattering.

Your touch wasn’t just touch—
it was memory,
it was madness,
it was everything I buried rising in revolt.
You held me,
and I unraveled,
a wildfire dressed as a woman.

I thought I had moved on—
but you came back like rain that knows where it’s needed.
Cold, alive,
and so damn familiar.

We lost the spark, I said.
But one kiss—
and it lit every nerve like it never left.
I melted into you,
like water learning the shape of its home.

You—my chaos,
my comfort,
my closest almost.
To the world, we’re laughter and ease,
two souls who just... understand.

But in the quiet,
in the ache behind my ribs,
I am still waiting for you to see me.
All of me.
Not just the easy parts.
Not just when it’s convenient.

Still, I stay.
My half-loved heart willing to hold
your half-walked love.
No labels.
No promises.
But it’s ours—
in stolen touches,
in eyes that can’t lie,
in all the ways we feel like everything
we’re not allowed to name.

#MoonShines