I was driving into the sunset,
the one thing we never rushed past,
the one thing you always knew I loved.
And I was telling the sky
the things I still wish I could tell you.
Most days, my words just fall into silence.
But today,
the silence didn’t stay silent.
A shooting star slipped across the sunset.
Quick but bright and impossible to miss.
And in that brief flicker
I felt you.
It was you—
winking at me from the horizon,
like no time had gone by at all,
like you knew exactly where my eyes would be.
I understand now:
you’re still listening.
You’re still near.
And love doesn’t disappear,
it just learns a different way to speak.
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