After mind hug,
I was waiting in the dark —
warm as the kiss
you never gave me.
Time didn’t stop,
but I did —
right where you left me.
Even angels were bored.
We ran out of time.
I still whisper your name
like a secret line.
Don’t walk away —
I’m already faded into you.
All the versions of us
burning out in other galaxies.
I loved you louder in silence
than I ever could in the light.
Reflection ripples in space.
Black holes ignite.
Was it real,
or just the wrong place,
wrong life?
You were the glitch
I believed in
more than the truth.
The world buckled
under the weight of knowing.
I held you quiet —
but it kept growing.
Don’t walk away —
I’m already faded into you.
All the versions of us
burning out in other galaxies.
I loved you louder in silence
than I ever could in the light.
And if I ever said it,
it would lose its shape.
We were only perfect
when it was too late.
But I took your ashes
and made them into clay —
rebuilt myself
with trembling hands.
I thought I was small,
but I was just beginning to grow.
Unfurled leaves,
outstretched —
like hands waving
goodbye.
- Gabrielle Munslow
Gabrielle Munslow is a poet and nurse practitioner from West Sussex, UK. Her work grows from the meeting place of nature and spirit, tracing the quiet paths between loss, renewal, and light.
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