EVER THINE, EVER MINE, EVER OURS

I know retreat feels safer than near,
I know the silence can shield the fear.
The walls go higher when love draws close,
But still, it’s your heart I cherish the most.

There’s meaning inside the quiet refrain,
A language unspoken, yet never in vain.
Though distance whispers, though moments hide,
I sense the longing kept deep inside.

No rush, no pressure, no heavy demand,
Just steady presence, a patient hand.
A place where the weight can finally ease,
A space where the heart can rest in peace.

The storms may rise, the nights may ache,
The past may press with all it takes.
Yet even then, in the heaviest rain,
Love will walk gently through the pain.

Not as a chain, nor a binding vow,
But as a soul who chooses now.
To stay through the quiet, the near, the far,
To see the truth of who you are.

The roots grow hidden, slow and deep,
Strength is formed where shadows sleep.
No bloom too late, no growth too small,
Love can hold the weight of it all.

And if the night feels colder still,
A whispered prayer, a gentle will.
To warm the silence, to steady the air,
To prove without words that our love is rare.

I dream of hands that one day meet,
Our hearts aligned in rhythm sweet.
Of laughter soft, of tears that mend,
Of promises kept beyond the end.

A glance, a smile, a fleeting touch,
Moments that speak of more than enough.
No grand design, no perfect plan,
Just two souls learning hand in hand.

The heart resists being fully known,
Yet carries a light it has never shown.
Even when silence turns away,
A steady flame will light the way.

Patience is not a waiting game,
But choosing each day to remain the same.
Through shifting tides, through broken ground,
A bond endures, when a home is found.

And when the dawn feels safe and true,
When heavy skies give way to blue,
The walls will fall, the doors will part,
Revealing the courage inside the heart.

Not every step will be quick or clear,
But every step will bring us near.
Through distance, silence, doubt, or fear,
A stronger truth is written here.

So let the journey unfold in time,
Like gentle verses in steady rhyme.
Whatever the pace, whatever the weather,
This story is ours, we’ll write it together.

Through shadows deep, through nights grown long,
Through every silence, we still belong.
And in the end, when all is through,
My choice remains endlessly you.

No fear can break, no time divide,
A love that walks on either side.
The world may change, the heart still powers,
Ever thine, ever mine, ever ours.

-MILI GUPTA