To My Soulmate, that's if I got one, I'm sorry but you won't find me under the sun. I'm long gone, unfit of this world, Chased out, unable to tell you a word. I never searched for you in every face, Nor in crowded streets or false facades. Rather, in shadows and midnight skies, In my flaws — devoid of lovers’ lies. I wandered through years, blurred and broke, My hope — a glass that cut when it spoke. Held onto my love — it couldn't heal my wound, Lost my body, yet my heart resides in you. I still reckon from your shadow’s fall, Whispering in dreams you won't recall. I’m the silence between your sighs, The echo you're mute to but always replies. I loved you without knowing your name, Before time carved us into separate flame. Now I drift where the lost ones go, A ghost of love you’ll never know. But if you ever feel the air turn still, Or hear your heart speak against its will, Know that somewhere, beyond the light, I always love you with all my might. Signed: Nyore