When the World Ends Between Us
Time is a thief with gentle hands,
Stealing hours we cannot hold.
I feel it in your warmth,
In the curve of your smile,
In the quiet brush of your fingers
That speak more than words ever could.
We are small against the tide of years,
Insignificant sparks
Flickering in a universe
Too vast to notice us.
And yet, here we are—
Two hearts defying oblivion
For the briefest of breaths.
I ache knowing tomorrow
Will take what today has given.
The world will not wait; it never does.
And still, I would choose this—
Each stolen second,
Each trembling laugh,
Each silent understanding
That the world may crumble
And yet, we exist
Between its ruins,
Even if only for a heartbeat.
Love is cruel and infinite,
All at once.
It reminds me we are mortal,
And that mortality makes this
Undeniably beautiful,
Undeniably ours.
