There’s a bridge between us

 There’s a bridge between us —

made not of stone,
but of every moment we ever shared.

Each laugh, each pawprint, each goodbye
became part of its path.
And though my steps now echo in a different world,
I still walk close enough to hear yours.

When you cry, I feel it ripple through the light.
When you smile, it shines stronger beneath my paws.
That’s how the Bridge heals —
through love traveling both directions at once.

I know your heart still breaks in quiet rooms.
I know some days the ache feels endless.
But listen — the Bridge hums with everything we were.
It carries your love here,
and sends mine back to you in the form of peace.

Every rainbow after rain is a reminder:
we’re not apart, just separated by a shimmer.

So keep talking to me.
Keep lighting the candles and saying my name.
Every word finds me; every tear builds another step.

And one day, when your time comes to cross,
you won’t feel pain — only recognition.
Because this Bridge, born from love,
has already been healing you all along.

Until that day…
look for me in the colors after the storm.
That’s where hearts meet halfway