We met in silence that felt deeper than words. Your curiosity matched mine.

Love came suddenly, cold, bright and fierce against the dark. We shared nights folded into each other.

Our skin remembered every touch. We laughed quietly at promises made to forever. We traveled together through narrow streets and empty beaches.

The memories are clear. Your hands in mine on Tokyo trains, laughing over bad translations in Paris cafés, sleeping under desert stars with your head on my chest. We built our world, love and trust.

You loved me through my broken pieces. When the past surfaced, you held me.

Your steady patience healed me slowly.

I learned to be kind to myself, to stop hiding, to give love freely and show up whole.

Death entered without warning. You stopped breathing.

No final words, no goodbye.

How do you cease to exist?

Who knew forever was temporary