I Fell in Love with Them

 I saw them —

and suddenly,

my heart learned

how to truly beat.

In a fleeting glance,

eternities passed

silently,

without a word.

My eyes spoke

what lips could not,

and silence

became confession.

All paths

turned toward them,

and my being

dissolved in theirs.

Perhaps

my name

was hidden in their prayers,

or maybe

my loneliness

became their habit.

Now every evening

begins with them,

and every night

sleeps in their dreams.

Their smile —

a sacred offering,

their silence —

a whispered prayer.

I never asked

for anything in life,

yet what I received

was only them.

Now this heart

beats to their rhythm,

and my soul

breathes their scent.

This love

is not just love anymore,

and I —

am no longer just me.

Something happened…

something deep and still,

as if

worship had found

its divine will.