The Heart: https://open.spotify.com/track/4UZP4WrVyDcJ4eTPV4etpt?si=1eb92eabf2734d7b

The pen is still moving little by little forming strokes upon the page Every mark leaves behind a sting small wounds slowly weaving a soul together

A scratch that stings just a little and from the window of the heart something clear and nameless quietly slips down

The nameless drops sink into the deepest parts of the soul like rain upon cracked earth moistening what is fragile teaching what has been wounded how to breathe again

And from there the edelweiss begins to grow rooting itself deep slowly reaching for the light

Two hearts two minds shaped by different worlds slowly learned to melt into one Each leaving a piece behind a little of themselves within the other

Not losing who they were.. but becoming something fuller from all that they had given

From the writer's lips the words are spoken: "I shaped you through pain." "The world is cruel. At least you have learned, through the strokes of my pen."

And before we knew it.. six years had passed with us together

Through all those years I have raised countless prayers hoping that our love will remain everlasting

like an edelweiss blooming beautifully behind the harshness of the world