Light and shadow. Two complementary worlds. Now, like mere satellites travelling in increasingly distant orbits. Gazes that once met even with eyes closed have become just silent reflections, vague memories.
The beat of change punctuates two different rhythms, the oscillations of its call are impossible to ignore.
The silence between them flows like a whirling torrent of unsaid emotions. Words dreamed and desired, yet left unspoken. Waiting, suspended.