We Kept Finding Each Other Again
This Poem is
Dedicated to a very special person.
There was a time
I thought my heart had gone quiet.
Like the stars stopped speaking to me,
like the moon only watched from a distance
instead of glowing for me too.
Then you arrived gently,
without even trying,
and somehow you placed light back into my hands.
And maybe that is what amazes me most
that no matter how much time passed,
no matter how life pulled us apart,
we kept finding each other again.
Not once.
Not twice.
But over and over,
like something in the universe
refused to let us become strangers.
You reminded me what it feels like
to laugh without forcing it,
to stay up thinking of someone
in the softest way possible,
to feel understood instead of overlooked.
For the first time,
love does not feel one sided.
For the first time,
I am not begging to be taken seriously.
I am seen.
I am heard.
And somehow, you make me feel worth listening to.
I hold you close in the same part of me
that has always belonged to the moon
quiet, eternal, aching, beautiful.
The kind of love you look for
even when the whole world goes dark.
And if life asks me to wait,
then I will wait.
Years, if I must.
Because some souls are worth returning to.
I want to be strong enough
to love you through every version of life:
the gentle nights,
the ugly days,
the distance,
the healing,
the moments where the world feels too heavy.
I do not want perfection from you.
I only want the chance
to stand beside you when it matters most.
Maybe that is what love really is
not fireworks,
not temporary obsession,
but finding someone
who brings your spark back to life
and realizing you would protect that light forever.