All I wanted was to love you
and be loved by you.
It felt so simple.

You felt like my other half,
a mirror to the parts of me
I had long forgotten.
I wanted to hold
Your beautiful hands
for the rest of my life.

To feel your structure
meet my warmth,
your function
cradle my colour
as we built homes,
a family,
a rhythm.

I wanted to see
your eyes dance
with smiling lines
as my heart softened
and my body relaxed,
your gentle hand in mine,
saying,
I’ve got this.

I dreamed of oceans
meeting mountains,
just like they do
in the places we both call home.
To run, to swim,
to chase horizons
weathering storms outside,
while I gently guided you
through the ones within.

I wanted to feed your heart
with creativity,
while your plate was filled
with the nourishment
I so love to give.

To glide beside you,
as you showed me
it was safe to fly
into a dream
I never knew I had.

I wanted to open your heart
to the web of community,
a circle strong enough
to hold us
and the love we carry.

To speak
in the language of bodies,
let our minds rest,
and allow love’s rhythm
to smooth our sharp edges.

I wanted to nurture you
as you pushed me
to grow wilder,
to meet you
in the space
between right and wrong
where forgiveness breathes,
affection flows,
and love is abundant.

I wanted space
for both our pain
not as obstacles,
but as guides
toward a limitless love.
A love where walls
don’t rise,
where silence
doesn’t win,
and resentment
has no roots.

My dream for us was big:
To meet the love
we never saw,
create the love
we always believed in.
To rest back
in love
and know:

My partner is safe.
My partner is kind.
My partner is love.

Pure.
Unrefined.
Unconditional.