Author’s Note

This piece is my rejection of dramatic love and my acceptance of intentional love.

It’s easy to romanticize sacrifice. It’s harder—and far more meaningful—to choose presence. To choose consistency. To choose to live well and grow, not out of obligation, but because someone inspires you to.

This isn’t about burning out for someone.
It’s about moving toward them. Slowly.
Intentionally. Alive.

— Rowan Evans

I’ll Keep Living (Moving Toward You)
Poetry by Rowan Evans

I won’t say I’d die for you,
that’s cliché,
but what I will say is—
I’ll keep living for you.
I’ll keep being there for you.
I’ll keep moving toward you.

Don’t know what it is,
but I’m drawn to you—
pulled by something soft,
something I can’t name.

I’m just a moth, I guess—
and you’re the flame,
I don’t want tamed.
I want to softly dance in your glow.

If you’re interested in more poetry, you can find it here → [The Library of Ashes]