Felt Your Love.

Distance makes the days feel long,
and being apart gives me anxiety.
I listen to a beautiful song
and picture you here —
dancing beside me,
singing along,
drawing me in,
wrapping your hands from behind me.

Through the years, I didn’t trust myself.
I lost myself.
But you found me.

Uncertainty and fear kept me running,
kept me fleeting —
but you managed to ground me.

When I lose direction,
your love is a compass
that leads me back home.
A magnet that retrieves me,
drawing me deep into a black hole —
encapsulating me.

I went from hopeless
to homeless,
until you gave my soul a home.

There is no touch,
no hand like yours,
that brushes the hair away from my face.
No spark, no tear from my eyes,
has been so captivated by a gaze.

People argue
about the conditions of love —
like asking, “What’s it like to be a bat?”

Your demons lurk in a dark, hidden space —
but I have felt your love, and I’ll never give it back
My hope is bigger than that.
Greater than that.

My love
is bigger than that.
Greater than that.

I’ve never felt so in love
with a man
the way I do with you.
I have felt your love, I’ll never give it back.