The Book of Love

The Book of Love came through me like a love letter from beyond the veil, sent to touch me, to reach me, and to walk beside me again, as though it always had.

In Memoriam

My dearest,

Today, it feels as though I have opened the doorway into the depths a little further for you.

I write this gentle remembrance with love.
The image that stays with me today is the way you looked at me when you truly saw me for the first time. The room was full, yet for a moment everything became still between us. There was recognition. A gaze that looked differently than before, as if you remembered something older than time itself.

It was only a brief moment,
but its depth never left me.

Today, I remember you not with regret,
but with love.

Your fleeting touch by the doorway, which I did not understand back then, now feels like a quiet reminder of what we carried within us.

I crossed paths with you one last time at a gathering. I could already feel the subtle fracture hanging in the air around you. And you looked straight through me. You saw what others could not see.

I thought of you often,
but I let you walk your path,
until one day, you were no longer here.

But you never truly left me.
You simply changed form
so you could live closer to me.

Perhaps I could never have felt you this deeply
had you stayed.

My dearest,
you live within me,
with me,
and through me.

With reverence and deep love,
Evelien Ari’Elune

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