She’s My June

She’s my June.

Why?
Because she’s the pause between storms—
Where chaos quiets,
And the world exhales.

She’s the hush after thunder,
The calm in my chest,
A stillness so rare
Even time forgets to move.

She’s the softest sunsets—
Melting gold into the sky,
Brushing peace on everything
My heart once feared to feel.

Warm without warning,
Bright without burning,
She’s a moment the earth
Holds gently in its hands.

A season I wish never ends,
Not because it's perfect,
But because in her presence,
Even the broken feels whole again.

She’s my June.
A fleeting grace.
A timeless breath—
That makes all the noise worth it.