01/02/2025
The Weight of Midnight
The clock strikes twelve,
fireworks scatter like spilled light,
and voices rise in countdowns,
but here, the quiet stretches,
a weight I can’t shake.
This isn’t the start I imagined,
the empty space beside me
feels sharper tonight.
You’re not here,
but you’re everywhere.
In the pause between breaths,
in the way I hold my arms to keep warm,
I feel your absence,
a presence all its own.
How do I explain this?
That I love someone
the world doesn’t see the way I do.
They don’t understand the waiting,
the strength it takes to live
on letters and seconds stolen
from a clock that isn’t mine.
At midnight, I don’t make a wish.
I make a promise,
to keep this love alive,
to carry it through another year.
Because even though you’re not beside me,
you’re a part of me,
and that’s enough
to keep me standing.
We don’t need fireworks.
We don’t need cheers.
We have this,
a love they’ll never understand,
a tether stronger than distance.
So, as the world celebrates,
I sit with the silence,
knowing it won’t always be this way.
One day, the clock will strike,
and you’ll be here
And until then, I’ll hold you
in the only place that time cannot touch
my heart.
Copyright Christina Stewart
“I’m truly sorry to hear about the pain so many of you are carrying not just from the passing of a loved one, but from all kinds of separation. Whether it’s someone who’s passed or those we love who are no longer with us for reasons we can’t control, it’s a heavy burden. Especially during this time of year, it can feel almost wrong to keep going, as if the weight of everything is too much to bear. But I believe, even in the hardest moments, there’s strength in moving forward , even when it feels impossible. Remember the good times, and know that if they have passed, they’ll always be with you in your heart. Love never truly fades, not even for a second. It lives on in the memories we’ve shared, staying with us long after.”✍️