Whispers Between the lines

 And then I realized… that the soul is made of two halves   It can never be complete without its missing part But how do you know   That your soul has found its other half? You’ll know it  unquestionably  When your soul becomes whole,   You will feel yourself   Existing in two places at once. You’ll feel a space in your heart   That was once empty   Now gently, quietly full. You’ll feel the warmth of the sun   Being shared    without doubt With someone else,   No matter the distance between you. And in their absence,   You’ll feel the universe   Lose its meaning entirely. That emptiness…   is the ache of a soul   Drifting away   From its other half... Nidal Sati

 Last night,   You visited me again Not in the way I used to hope But quietly Like a breeze slipping through a half-open window. You didn’t speak But your eyes told stories   My heart still remembers word for word. You sat beside me,   Familiar and far,   As if the distance between us   Had forgotten how to measure itself. I didn’t ask why you were there I never do.   In dreams,   We love freely,   Without fear, without time,   Without the need to say goodbye You smiled Touched my hand And for a moment Everything that hurt during the day   Healed in your silence. You left before the sun came You always do.   But the memory of your shadow   Still lingers on my pillow. And when I woke up  I missed you   As if we had truly met again. Nidal Sati