​Love moves like water—

ever-changing, intangible, and

impossible to grasp entirely.

 

It lingers between presence and absence,

shaping itself through fleeting moments

of connection, longing, and release.

 

We embrace, we heal, and at times,

we unknowingly wound.

 

Yet, with hearts already burdened

by existence, malice has no place.

 

Instead of resisting the currents of change,

we can surrender—

allowing emotions to flow,

time to reshape, and memories to soften

into something circular.

 

Love cradles us,

even when unseen.

 

It weaves through our fears,

quiets uncertainties, and remains—

fluid, evolving, and endlessly present.