A free keepsake, offered openly.

I Vow Beyond Time.

I found you in the quiet,

not in the chaos of love stories,

not in the rush of youth,

but in the stillness that asked nothing

and offered everything.

Your hand fit mine

like it had been waiting

through lifetimes.

Your eyes held centuries

of familiarity,

as if we had promised this before,

in another sky,

in another world,

with the same hearts beating

beneath different names.

I vow to you

not in grand gestures

or fleeting words,

but in the silent, eternal truth

of my pulse

that knows no rhythm

without yours beside it.

When our bodies fail

and the years take what they can,

I will still find you

in the folds of time,

in the soft hum of stars,

in the breath between dusk and dawn.

I will love you

beyond endings.

Beyond the trembling of the earth

and the stillness of the grave.

Beyond the closing of eyes

and the fading of days.

Because love,

the kind that is chosen

again and again,

does not end.

It only changes its form,

carrying us forward

into forever.

And when time forgets us,

my vow will remain -

a whisper carried through the dark,

a promise unbroken,

a love that will not die.

- Makitia Thompson