Friday, 9 May 2025

I was rain, you were wind




you entered

not like a thunder

but like a pause —
a breath in the silence I didn’t know was holding me


you didn’t ask
if I was ready
but love never waits
it simply is,
like rivers, like fire,
like the way morning finds your skin without trying


I was rain
you were wind
and somehow
we still danced


not perfectly, no —
we tripped over our fears
spoke in half-sentences
but the way you looked at me

it was whole

what do you call
the ache that feels like home?
is that love,
or just memory dressed in longing?


I was rain
you were wind
and somehow
we still danced


I never cared
to name it
only to feel it
in your laugh
your quiet
your storm


and if you leave —
(as all things do, even stars collapse) —
know this:
I didn’t survive you
I became
because of you


I was rain
you were wind
and somehow
we still danced






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