stitched in starlight
i carry your heart with me
like a quiet constellation
stitched beneath my ribs,
a light that does not ask the sky
for permission to stay
it does not weigh me down
it breathes with me
soft as a second pulse,
a tide that rises and falls
inside my chest
in the still hours of the day
it calls your name without sound,
like wind moving through unseen leaves,
like a memory that refuses
to fade into silence
i do not hold it tightly
love like yours is not a thing to be kept
between closing hands
it is a flame
that teaches the dark how to glow
so i carry it gently
in the way i speak,
in the way i linger,
in the careful way i move
through a world that now feels
slightly more fragile
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because you are in it
and maybe this is what it means
to carry someone’s heartnot to own it
but to become a place
where it can rest
and even when distance stretches
like an endless horizon
you remain
like light that travels quietly
across everything
until it reaches me
