There’s a place where time stands still

 There’s a place where time stands still.

Where clocks don’t tick, and memories never fade.
That’s where I find you.

Even though the world keeps moving,
my love for you doesn’t.
It stays — quiet, steady, unchanged —
like a candle that never burns out.

Some days, I feel you in the wind.
Some nights, in the stars.
You show up in ways I can’t explain —
and maybe that’s love’s way of proving it outlives time.

You see, love doesn’t belong to the calendar.
It doesn’t end when the heart stops beating.
It just learns new ways to travel —
through dreams, through songs, through tiny moments that feel like forever.

When I miss you, I remind myself:
our story isn’t over.
It just continues in a language only souls understand.

One day, when my own clock grows quiet,
I’ll step into that timeless place again.
And you’ll be there — tail wagging, eyes bright —
like not a second ever passed.

That’s what real love does.
It doesn’t disappear.
It waits.