Tonight,
For a time I promise you I will slowly see
The wonder love perceive
A thread unseen. A longing that blooms in the silence, aching for the sight of those foxy eyes.
You are present whenever Gardenia drifts into the room. You are here, in the whisper of the song.
In that suspended space, time surrendered its rush, unraveling into a quiet, breathtaking pause. Hours have slipped away into the deep night, yet as I touch my fingers to the air, your lingering warmth and scent remain. A delicate whisper, reassuring me that you were real.
I have come to realize how fondly the universe speaks in circles. Nothing is lost; our past, our present, and our quietest desires eventually trace their way back to where they began. My last journey only proved this truth, that every return carries its own weight, its own quiet consequences.
I originally sought to reconnect with Braga because it held the memory of my first date with her. Yet, somehow, the universe brought me you, bearing the very same name, carrying a fleeting, familiar likeness. I know I have stepped beyond the lines and broken the unwritten rules. But I promise you, what lies between us remains entirely safe in my hands.
After all, Braga wrapped in a soft drizzle is still the most magical thing I have ever known.
The 1975 - About You