Time loosens its grip

Her breath finds space it forgot existed

She is not fixed

She is met

He doesn’t rescue

He anchors

Stands firm while her storms pass through

And somehow, in his stillness,

She learns love exists,

In him

And within herself.

Written by Anonymous

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