Subtle Entries 011

2026.3.21

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Another year found you. Just like the light slipping through my curtains. I hope it doesn’t come with worry. Only grace and steady peace. I pray your wings carry you gently through open skies. I pray the lord keeps holding you.

I think love makes it easy to write about people, because people are like new words. They take a while to learn. I’m still learning how to love you. And I want to keep loving you.

I have pieces of you, I’ve kept. Little things that refuse to leave. I don’t think I want them to leave. They keep you closer to me.

And when I’m closer to you, I am just me.

The earlier seasons I experienced. 
Our walk home. 
The shared food passed between 
our careless hands.
Sharing a table in class.
Hands held in youthful bliss.
The excitement of just being girls. 
The hugs, like it was the most ordinary
thing in the world.
The dreams.
Oh my love, we dreamt. 
We still do. 
And I don’t want to rush this moments. 
I want to pause and linger in your unfinished sentences. 

I don’t want to skip any chapter of our becoming.

I want to read every letter of our story. Even if it makes me cry.

I love you always❤️

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