Confessions

I thought I knew what love was,

What it meant, how it felt, and how to contain it without absorption

But I could’ve never been more wrong

The idea was foreign to me until our paths crossed,

Until our eyes met between shimmers of light in a crowded room,

Our hearts between microphones, consoles, and television

And our souls between the familiarity of being a victim in the past

The truth is and I’ve said this before,

But know now I’ve never meant it more - 

I never knew what love was until I met you

You show me patience when mine is thin,

You show me compassion when my heart has gone cold, 

and the world numb

You love me with intention

The intention to be more than superficial 

I can only promise to love you the same in return,

Until I breathe my last breath,

And the dirt overturned

I love you, always 

xoxo
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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