Isn’t it wild, how the universe misaligns?
Creating distance through time by drawing lines.
You were here before my first breath began,
I’ll spend my years chasing where you stand.

Oh, if I could rewrite the stars’ decree,
I’d cast myself into your century.
A sister, a confidant, your equal in time—
Not just your child, but a partner in rhyme.

We’d share the rhythm of life’s steady tune,
Matching footsteps beneath the same moon.
Not mother and daughter with years to compare,
But living as equals, the same life to share.

But this isn’t our story; this isn’t our fate—
Time separated us, made me too late.
You live in a past I can only trace,
Through your wisdom and the lines on your face.

I'll learn about you by trying to guess,
Closer in age, maybe then you’d confess,
That you’d borrowed my strength more times than I knew—
And in return, I’d say I learned how to be strong from you.

You age like fine wine, your spirit refined,
Each year adds layers, a shine so divine.
But my heart aches with a bittersweet pain,
Knowing we’ll never age the same.

For every year that makes you glow brighter,
The space between us becomes a bit wider.
And though time keeps pulling us apart,
You’ll always remain timeless in my heart.

Can you believe it's been five years?
Those few days, I mourn in million ways.
And I fall for you each time as they fly by,
Breaking my heart a little more, each July.

Did you know it all along?
Were my glances loud, or my silence strong?
So careful to never do anything wrong,
Carrying all that's unspoken for so long.

Keep it benign without crossing the line,
Despite my wishes and all that cheap wine.
'Cause it was never supposed to become real,
I was content with keeping in what I feel.

Sometimes, I wish people like you,
Could peer through the eyes I see them through.
You were a midsummer's dream, mighty, divine,
Unreachable, untouchable, and never mine.

I'm not someone who dwells on fantasies,
But I do love to romanticize my tragedies.
And despite all the admiration and yearning,
I liked it when it was but a dream returning.

You turned the lights down, and the room went black,
But you were never supposed to kiss me back.
I never prepared myself to win the game,
I lost the plot when I realized you too felt the flame.

What made this year the one to break?
What changed in you — or was I the mistake?
Was it just timing, or something more?
Something new, or was it there before?

I don't know what to do with all these thoughts,
With the flashbacks and the guilt, and purity lost.
I'll never know why, and that's the curse,
Nor why it matters when I had it so much worse.

All those years — yet I kept myself sane,
Now everything I thought I knew went down the drain.
I feel like the confusion I feel is driving me mad,
And I never even knew you can feel this type of sad.

You were my favorite never-was,
Yet I admired you for following the laws.
Now that I touched what once felt divine,
There's only emptiness, and the "you" I can't define.

You were better as a ghost in my head,
Than the man who left me sleepless in bed.
What I thought I wanted — I left in your hands,
Now I don’t even know where our story stands.

I can’t forget, but I don’t want to keep,
Reliving a truth that won’t let me sleep.
By telling you this, I know I've said goodbye,
But I had to speak before more time went by.

In sorrow’s night so deep and still,
A flame begins to spark and spill.
It hums of love, of ancient fire
That lifts us from the depths of mire.

The bee may sting, the skin may tear,
But deeper grows the heart’s repair.
For pain plants seeds that bloom in grace,
And loss can light a sacred space.

O soul, arise like golden rays,
And burn through fear’s encircling haze.
Let love ignite, let hope embrace
A dance of dawn, a warm retrace.

Tread soft through woods where silence sings;
Feel earth’s calm breath beneath your wings.
Find roots below the floods and rain,
Where life still pulses through the pain.

Though dreams may bend, they do not break;
Our voices rise for justices’ sake.
We call the promise, far but clear
A world where all are held sincere.

So guard this light within your chest,
A lantern in the night’s unrest.
Through struggle’s path, let hope remain
For morning comes to crown our pain.

Heart is torn
Caught and worn.
Mind debates
Is hope born?
Feelings race,
Lost in space.
Logic breaks
At fear’s embrace.

Dreams ignite,
Burn through night.
Thoughts collide,
Flee or fight.
Hope may sway,
Drift away.
Fear may lead
The soul astray.

Love will call,
Rise or fall?
Truth may bend,
But not be gone.
It holds us still,
Like dusk to dawn.
We bend, not break,
Till fear is gone.

If end is near
Love or fear?
Mind and heart
At war, unclear.
Still from strife,
Bright sparks of life
Blend or break?
Love or strife?

We speak of ends
As if they’re worst,
Yet breaking shows us
What comes first.
A hand to hold,
A vow to keep,
A soul that wakes
Instead of sleep.

If all must fall
And skies descend,
Let hearts not break,
But rise and mend.
If the world must fall,
Then let us stand
Not with shields,
But hand in hand.