The Ache In The Air Around Me !!

There are emotions in me that refuse to stay quiet, no matter how softly I try to carry them.
 It feels as though every thought begins with you,

And every silence ends with your name.
 I think about you more than I admit, more than I should,

and somehow… it still never feels like enough.

Lately — and I don’t know if the sky noticed it too —
 there has been an ache in the air around me.
 A gentle heaviness.
 A longing that curls itself into the moments where you should have been.

I miss your presence in a way that words keep failing to explain.

It’s strange how someone’s absence can take up more space than their presence ever did.
The room feels larger without you, yet emptier.
 The days feel longer, yet quieter.
 And the nights… they feel like unanswered questions.

Sometimes I wonder if my Lord was being a little greedy —
 greedy in the sweetest, most divine way possible.
 As if He wanted to craft a love that wasn’t ordinary,
 but one that pulled two souls toward each other with a force that couldn’t be ignored.
 A love that needed its own time,
 its own quiet universe,
 its own sacred space where only we exist.

Maybe He gave me a heart that feels too deeply
 and gave you a presence that so naturally fills the spaces inside me
 that now, without you near, everything feels slightly… off balance.

I didn’t realize how much your presence steadied me
 until these recent days when you weren’t around to soften the edges of my hours.
 Your absence is not loud —
 it’s subtle,
 like a missing note in a song I used to hum without thinking.
 But oh, how that missing note changes everything.

You don’t just walk into a place —
 you alter the atmosphere.
 You don’t just speak —
 you shift something inside me.
 And you don’t just exist —
 you make the world feel a little less heavy.

So if I seem lost in thought more lately,
 know that it is because a part of me keeps wandering toward you.
 If I go quiet, it is only because I am trying to steady emotions that have grown stronger in your absence.
 And if I miss you —
 it is because my heart remembers the comfort of your presence far better than my mind can pretend to forget.

My Lord may have been greedy while creating this bond,
 but maybe He was preparing something rare —
 a connection that doesn’t fade,
 a longing that doesn’t weaken,
 a love that insists on feeling like destiny.

Come back to my days soon.
 They’ve been missing their softness.

With all the affection I struggle to hide,

This is Me Admiring You out of Ordinary in our Own Time and Space !!