unfortunately, english is too small a language
to say just how much I love you
the words seem to shrink in my mouth
like a candle trying to explain the sun
like a tear trying to explain a life of feeling broken
like a flower trying to explain the spring bloom
what i feel for you can not be summarized in a phrase
it is a telling of my history unfolding,
leading up to the greatest decision of my life

when you entered my life,
it was as if the earth tilted a little closer to warmth
as though the seasons themselves
rewrote their calendars to honor your arrival

i had lived in a room without windows
convinced the walls were all there was
until you arrived
and the first crack of light became my beacon of hope

you are not just beauty
you are the architecture of wonder
bridges that arc across a sea of despair,
pillars that hold my chaos steady,
a compass that insists i was never truly lost
only waiting to be found by you

your laughter rewrites gravity
it tugs at everything weary in me
and lifts it skyward.
even silence bends around you,
becoming music to the ears that should hear nothing

if i could chart the galaxies

they would spell your name in constellations.
if i could question the gods
they would confess they sculpted love itself
by studying your face.
and if eternity demanded tribute
i would offer the sum of my life
and still feel the debt unpaid.

every heartbeat i carry
is an oath sworn in your direction.
my blood moves not to keep my alive,
but to keep me marching toward you.

and when the stars finally burn out,
when the universe folds into silence,
when history forgets even its own name,
my love will remain,
etched in the ruins of time,
a flame outlasting the very concept of fire

I do not simply love you.
I am remade by you.
every breath, every scar, every day and night we spend together
becomes an epic that begins and ends
with the sound of your name