Borrowed Tomorrows

There are sorrows that begin long before heaven ever calls a name. They arrive the moment love realizes tomorrow is no longer something promised, but something prayed for. From then on, every smile becomes a keepsake, every embrace lingers as though our hearts could bargain with time, and every goodbye hides behind the word later. We begin collecting ordinary moments as though they were miracles, knowing one day memory will become the only place our hands can still find them. The moon bears witness to every prayer too frightened to become words. The white crane rises carrying everything love cannot bear to lose. For even when heaven changes your address... my heart will keep writing your name where forever was supposed to be.

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