Between Two Heartbeats

I reach for you in quiet moments,

when the world falls soft and still,

a breath between two heartbeats,

where time unravels and bends.

Your name lingers on my lips,

a whispered prayer to the night,

carried on a restless wind,

searching for a place to land.

Distance isn’t just a number,

it’s the space where dreams collide—

where hope and silence wrestle,

and longing blooms like a secret flower.

If I could hold the moments,

the ones we never shared,

I’d keep them safe inside my chest,

between two heartbeats—waiting.