When she whispered my name,
It felt like a spell I couldn't resist,
as if she had marked my soul,
with her invisible seal.
I gave up my ego and pride,
not out of weakness.
It was out of love and care,
I knelt to her energy, my addiction.
There were a hundred reasons to give up,
but my love alone was enough to keep me going.
When she came into my life,
I wasn't looking for love.
But when I began to wait for her,
she was already leaving.
And when I loved her the most
I lost her forever.
My love was never loud or grand,
it lived quietly in moments,
in the seconds I spent beside her,
where loving her felt enough.
She never knew
that our meeting,
felt like something written,
by the very gods she prays to.
By
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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