Faded

The silk veil danced in the air, catching the last golden light of the afternoon, wrapping her in an untouchable mystery. He had once brushed that same fabric away from her face, tracing the delicate curve of her cheek, whispering promises that never found a home. Now, only the wind dared to caress her, carrying away the remnants of unsaid words. She sat still, her hands resting lightly on her lap, her gaze lost in a place he could no longer reach. Love had passed like a breeze—soft, fleeting, and impossible to hold. #ILoveWomen