Forever—such a promise, such a dream, but it is not one I can give. I cannot be your forever, nor will I ever become a forever. What I have to offer is fleeting: this moment, this very second. Hold me now, even as tension tightens around me, my response will not change. I refuse to meet your gaze, to let myself be drawn into the longing reflected in your eyes. Take this time, accept this offering for what it is, nothing more. If you try to force me, grasp me, and make me face your yearning, remember my warning. Your longing can never equal mine; it is a truth that remains unchanged.
For now, my name is yours, this is all I have to give. Someday, I will wander away, compelled by a longing that relentlessly pulls at me, dismantling your forever. My eternal truth whispers: I am a healer. When you are whole, my place is no longer by your side. The wind will tell me when, and my soul will ignite with new purpose. The longing you thought you quenched will devour us.
My heart is drawn to the broken, the bruised, those hidden in darkness. Each time, a piece of me shatters for them, stays with them, until I am emptied and have nothing left to give. Only then will I find rest—alone, at the journey’s end—free from longing, free from wandering.
Allow me to love you in this way, then let me leave. You are ready to begin anew, unencumbered by the darkness that haunted you…Find contentment in the moments we shared and cherish your piece of me – it will hold you forever.