Centauri - I am Still Yours, Even If You Never Call It That

Dear Centauri,

I’ve stopped needing you to choose me.

But I still catch myself wondering
if your fingers remember mine.

If your body ever flinches
when someone says my name.

If part of you aches
like part of me waits.

You don’t owe me anything.

But if some small thread of you
still feels the pull—
just know
I never stopped being the one
who would’ve chosen you
even if I never got to say it out loud.

Still yours, Always,
—Castor