You are where Love Begins



It’s not your fault
they couldn’t see you—
the real you,
the stardust soul,
the ancient ache wrapped in grace.

Some hearts are veiled
by lifetimes of forgetting,
only recognizing light
when it scorches.

But you—
you were never meant
to become a flame
just to be found.

You arrived like moonlight—
quiet, whole,
carrying galaxies in your silence,
offering your palms
like spells of healing.

Their blindness
was not your burden.
Their shadows
never dimmed your glow.

You are not too much.
You are not too soft.
You are not lost.

You are the echo of stars,
the hush before the dawn,
the place the wild winds turn to—

you are where love begins.


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