Loving you is draining sometimes,
yet even the thought of you
fills my whole heart back up again
I know I’ve caused you pain
I saw it in the way your smile trembled
but your lips, sweet like honey,
feel like they were made
to heal every wound we ever opened
You watched the way I hurt you,
you didn’t look away,
and still your eyes stayed full of love for me,
like they never learned how to hold anything else
Your body is a map I memorised long ago,
a place I could navigate in the dark,
and every time,
you let me in
Every time,
you reached out first
And it was always because you loved me more
than you ever said out loud
You wonder what you ever did
to leave such an imprint on me,
but it was simple
it was you
You, who loved me like you meant it.
You, who understood me without translations.
You, who looked at me
and knew exactly what lived behind my silence
You knew
You knew
because you loved me
The kind of love that only happens once
I waited for you
three years of waiting
but you were the one
who broke no contact every single time,
who checked in on me
even when we weren’t supposed to speak,
who couldn’t help reaching back
because your love never really left
And that’s why mine never did either
Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 7:16 PM UTC
Loving you is draining sometimes,
yet even the thought of you
fills my whole heart back up again
I know I’ve caused you pain
I saw it in the way your smile trembled
but your lips, sweet like honey,
feel like they were made
to heal every wound we ever opened
You watched the way I hurt you,
you didn’t look away,
and still your eyes stayed full of love for me,
like they never learned how to hold anything else
Your body is a map I memorised long ago,
a place I could navigate in the dark,
and every time,
you let me in
Every time,
you reached out first
And it was always because you loved me more
than you ever said out loud
You wonder what you ever did
to leave such an imprint on me,
but it was simple
it was you
You, who loved me like you meant it.
You, who understood me without translations.
You, who looked at me
and knew exactly what lived behind my silence
You knew
You knew
because you loved me
The kind of love that only happens once
I waited for you
three years of waiting
but you were the one
who broke no contact every single time,
who checked in on me
even when we weren’t supposed to speak,
who couldn’t help reaching back
because your love never really left
And that’s why mine never did either
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