11:11

At 11:11, I close my eyes and wish, Not for the stars, but for you. Time holds its breath for a second, And my heart speaks your name in silence. Every minute leads me back to you, Every thought learns your shape. If wishes are doors, then at 11:11, Mine always opens to your love. In that small, sacred moments, When the world feels still and true. I make the same quiet promise, my forever begins with you.