The feelings that I found with you isn't as wild and dangerous as I thought love would be. Rather, it is calm, peaceful, and right, though it came without warning or preamble.
We did not find our kind of intimacy through touches and kisses. We found ours in between pages that we read on the same table. In arts and heartbeats we understood together. And in the stillness of our minds during our slow-paced walks.
We met in lines that connected brokenness and redemption. You were a fairy-tale knight that pulled me out of the darkest sea—a strong hand that saved me from drowning. And from that day forward, we were meant to walk on roads that will bind us forever.
Your name is the mantra of my soul. You are the redemption that was promised to me. So let me paint you with all the loveliest colors I can make as you write me in your poems and proses.
With these words, I am now your muse. Call me yours, for everyday from now, I will choose you.
