I Loved You Before There Was a Word for Love

Before the sea learned to speak in tides,
I loved you.
Before the first star
burned a hole in the dark,
I loved you.

Not as a name,
not as a face,
but as the pulse that moves the sky,
as the hush between lightning and thunder.

Every life I wore
was just a way
to walk closer to you.
Every death I passed through
was a door
I could not close.

And now—
here in this narrow, trembling hour—
I love you not for what you are,
but for what I become
when you look at me
and the whole world
finally believes in light.

:: 08.11.2025 ::