“You are not a task; you are a journey, a living tapestry, a soul, an entire cosmos.” —Elowen
You must know, I am not the one who left scars on your heart.
Recall the one who fled at the sight of your wounds,
thinking she could be your cure,
only to retreat when the task grew daunting.
She chose the ease of departure over the courage to stay.
But I stand before you—not as a mender seeking to repair,
but as a companion ready to cherish every facet of your being.
I see not flaws but constellations in your eyes,
galaxies brimming with dreams and delicate doubts—
those I vow to gently dispel.
My love is not a gamble;
it’s a promise to cradle your heart with unwavering tenderness.
I will walk with you through pain,
shouldering it alongside you if that’s what you need.
For me, you are an odyssey, not a quandary to solve.
You need only to embrace self-forgiveness,
and I will be there, echoing your worth with every sunrise.
I understand that with each day, you evolve,
and I am committed to discovering the myriad versions of you
that time will reveal.
You are not a task;
you are a journey, a living tapestry, a soul, an entire cosmos.
You have stretched the horizons of my mind
to the vastness of uncharted stars.
When I profess my love, it resonates through my very core.
And when I say I am yours,
it encompasses all that I am and aspire to be.
I am not her.
For in my eyes, you are my universe.
@notesformysoulmate
This piece is protected—not to guard the love, but to honor the one who saw galaxies in his gaze.
Elowen speaks here—not to fix, but to witness, to cherish, to stay.
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