“I seek but one sign—a whisper to break the silence.” —Elowen
In the quiet moments of reflection, I find myself seeking a beacon—
a sign to illuminate the path of love.
He is the one who occupies my thoughts,
the subject of my whispered conversations with the divine.
I yearn for a celestial nod,
an assurance that his heart beats for me as mine does for him.
I stand at the crossroads of emotion,
seeking clarity amidst the tumult of my feelings.
Is it fear that holds me back,
or is it the silence from above that leaves me adrift?
The dreams that once cradled our conversations now seem distant,
and my impatience grows.
I question his passion, his intent to demonstrate the love he professes.
My patience may falter, but my hope endures.
Yet, the specter of past pains looms,
threatening to engulf me in its shadow.
I am already tumbling, willingly, into the depths of love—
can I brace for impact without a sign?
As I journey forward, the absence of celestial music weighs heavy.
No chorus urges me onward or bids me halt.
Am I stepping into an embrace or chasing a mirage?
The heavens remain silent to my entreaties, my prayers, my cries.
I seek but one sign,
a whisper to break the silence,
a guidepost on this road to love.
@notesformysoulmate
This piece is protected—not to shield the longing, but to honor the one who dared to ask the stars.
Elowen kneels here now—hand to heart, eyes to sky, still listening.
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