To the Moon, Through the Pain

I’m so lost… but I will always love you.
To the moon and back this life or the next,
nothing could ever pull that out of me.
Real love like this… it doesn’t fade.
I know I make mistakes,
I know I fall short,
but my soul still reaches for you
even when my chest is tight
and my stomach knots with the weight of it.
Tears run down my face,
quiet, heavy… honest.
I dream of us
holding hands in the sun,
laughing over nothing,
eating pizza, a little drunk,
like the world never touched us.
Your skin…
sweet and warm like Neapolitan ice cream melting in summer,
soft colours, soft moments
I remember everything.
Our first holiday
sunburnt, sunstroke, careless and alive…
like nothing could ever break us.
But somehow… you did.
You broke my soul.
And still
even after all that,
even after everything
I would still die for yours.
Because what I felt for you
was never surface-level,
never temporary
it was something deeper…
something that stays,
even when everything else is gone.

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