for years
you loved me like the earth
slow, steady,
hands in the soil of me,
learning every inch
like it would never change.

and I let you
let myself be rooted,
devoted to the quiet rhythm
of something that felt
like forever
if I didn’t look too closely.

but something restless
was always humming
beneath my skin.

a frequency
I couldn’t name.

Uranus has been whispering
through the bones of me
cracking open the places
I built for safety,
teaching me
that comfort is not the same
as truth.

and now
the air shifts.

Gemini

suddenly I am breath
instead of body,
movement instead of stillness,
a thousand unsent thoughts
flickering behind my eyes
like constellations
that refuse to stay fixed.

I think of you
in this in between
not as something I lost,
but as something I outgrew
without meaning to.

and still…
there is so much love in it.

in the way your hands
once held me like home,
in the way I almost stayed
because it was easier
to be chosen
than to choose myself.

but I am not made
for staying still
when the sky calls my name.

this new version of me
speaks in questions,
in curiosity,
in the language of becoming
and I cannot fold her back
into something quieter
just to be understood.

so I carry you with me
like earth under my nails
a memory of where I’ve been,
of what it felt like
to belong to something solid.

but I am wind now.

and loving me
will feel like trying
to hold a conversation
with a storm
that has already decided
to leave.