u/Disease_OP

I speak your name in silences too heavy to hold, You live somewhere between my ribs and what I've been told, That some promise made in a past, I cannot see line between your world and mine, between you and me.

Maybe it was a curse. Maybe it was a vow. Maybe I was built to miss you more than I know how. Or maybe I'm too unfinished, too rough at the seams, To stand beside someone who only visits in my dreams.

I don't deserve you not yet, maybe never, I'm a half-made thing still learning to be better, And maybe that's why God keeps the door just barely ajar Close enough to feel you, far enough to know what you are.

But here's the truth I carry like a scar that still glows — If I ever found you, I'd let you go,

To find you again — 'cause I really enjoy that finding phase,

Being obsessed with your love, your memories, your soul that sacred maze.

I love the ache. I love the chase. I love the in-between. I love the way your absence fills every space I've ever been. The searching is the loving. The longing is the prayer. You're not the destination — you're the hunger that gets me there.

Your soul lives in the waiting. Your love lives in the wait. And I'd rather spend my whole life knocking on your gate, Than hold you for a moment and have nothing left to find —

So I'll keep you in the distance.

Keep you in my mind.

If I burn the world for you, would you dare to stand against it for me?

If I chased away your nightmares, would you cradle my pain until the land fell asleep?

If I tended to your wounds with trembling hands, would your kiss mend the scars I hide?

If I fight every storm that rises in your name, would you still hold my hand when the sky turns grey?

If I choose you over kingdoms and crowns, would you choose me when the world drags me down?

If the flames of my love turn the heavens red, would you still stay beside me when hope feels dead?

Because loving you was never the danger I feared— it was the silence I dreaded, the moment the whole world stood against me and you were no longer there.

Darling, if I loved you like no other, would you love me the same?

PS: I found this poem online and couldn’t resist sharing—it’s too good.