My Love Mine All Mine

Sometimes everything great comes down to something simple - to the moonlight, to breathing next to someone, and to the quiet realization that of all the things you can have, love is the only one that is truly yours. In a world where everything is foreign, she doesn't require a signature, a contract, or even reciprocity. She just is - warm, earthy, like a reflection of light on water. And tho nothing lasts forever, except this feeling - it's big enough to shine even after the body is gone. Pure tenderness, unadorned, but with a strength that brings peace.