Crowds pour out from stations every dusk
Umbrellas bloom along the busy street
People slip through doors with tired hands
Carpet gathers dust from passing feet
In this great migration of the hours
How can two small lives remain not torn apart
Every choice divides a path in two
Every job invents another wall
Rumors screens temptations without end
Pull at thoughts that once were soft and full
Yet through noise that claws at every nerve
Your memory steadies what my steps preserve
We may carry different burdens home
Secrets that we struggle to unfold
Still beneath the jackets and the plans
Something warm remembers what we hold
A single glance across a kitchen light
Can turn an ordinary day upright
Let the globe keep turning under storms
Let new customs dress the ancient ground
While we breathe beneath the same wide sky
Walking streets where fragile hearts are found
I promise this with every waking breath:
We will not drift apart on earth nor yield to depth