She is the light that guides my way, a steady glow through every shadowed place. She is the light th…
She is the light that guides my way, a steady glow through every shadowed place. She is the light that gathers all my broken nights and lifts them, gentle as dawn lifting the horizon. In her warmth, the darkness forgets my name. In her presence, I remember who I am— brighter, braver, because she exists. She is the light, and I walk toward her the way the sea walks toward the moon— pulled by something holy, something inevitable, something like love. @gigisaiart247
