Songs of The Abyss

And That's Okay

Since the moment we met, you knew.
In your gaze I saw you understood it. In only a few hours your eyes became my home.
But even years later while yours are and mine are not, I am glad to watch through a distant window.
And that's okay.

Every time my heart fell apart you were there to pick up the scattered pieces.
With love, care and patience, you would sew the gashes left behind by the careless and cruel so called lovers.
You took your time to trace your fingers across my soul gently unraveling the knots that were once a normalcy.
I've tried to do the same, to return the feeling but your eyes are fixed on the ships in the horizon.
And that's okay.

I tried burying my feelings and masking them with sibling-hood but I find myself wanting.
I've always wondered what your hands feel like, how many birthmarks you've got.
No matter how many foreigners cross my path, or how shiny their eyes might be, none will be as alluring as you.
But I will always find myself wanting and never having; always watching and never experiencing. Dreaming but never living.
And that's okay.

You've said it before but every time you do my heart sings with joy.
So easy to say it. I love you. Three words. That would be enough.
And even though it's not the same and your heart belongs elsewhere, you will always own mine.
I will always love you more, every day, minute and hour as your love dissipates, mine will only grow, forevermore.
And that's okay.