Wednesday, 4 June 2025

Before Time Knew Our Names

Before Time Knew Our Names

(The Love That Always Was)


Before I met you —

I missed you.


In a thousand lifetimes

I couldn’t name,

I longed for a face

I had never seen,

and a voice

I somehow remembered.


My soul carried your absence

like a soft ache —

not painful,

just… unfinished.


I wandered through days

with a hollow I couldn’t define,

as if my laughter

was waiting

for someone else's echo.


And then,

in a life written in stars,

you arrived —

not like lightning,

but like memory.


Not a beginning —

a return.


As if we’d left a story mid-sentence

in another world,

and the universe

finally handed us back the pen.


I didn’t fall in love with you.

I remembered

that I already had.


You are not the chapter after the beginning.

You are the reason there was ever a story at all.




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