The world falls away like echoes in rain,
Soft whispers of you still hum in my veins.
Even apart, you linger, unseen—
This love is simple, but never quite clean.

Through shadows and stars, I’m chasing the tide,
Your voice in the static, my anchor, my guide.
The closer I reach, the less that I know—
Yet somehow, I’m certain, I won’t let you go.

So hold me, though dawn will soon take the sky,
Our fragile infinity burns in goodbye.
I’ll carry the weight of what cannot stay—
Simple, unclean, but ours anyway.