Yours without having you

Yours Without Having You" As solitude surrounds me, I still feel the whispers... of your presence. Soft. Haunting. Like a memory... not yet made. In a fleeting moment of joy, you hush my fears. You stir… a calm I never knew lived in me. Then An epiphany strikes. Like the sun, piercing my skin. Sudden. Warm. Unforgettable. But still a deep sadness lingers in my soul. Because I know... I can never call you mine. Resilience? Baby… it slips through my fingers like smoke. I am not built to hold what I cannot keep. And these dreams I dream of you They are too ethereal for this world. Too delicate. Too soft. Too beautiful for hands like mine.