I didn't tell my mom about you,
or pray to god.
I didn't write about you in secret spirals,
or sketch out pictures of you.
I told the stars about you,
about how you shine brighter than they ever could.
I told the sea about you,
how your eyes share its marvelous blue.
I told the earth about you,
how you make me feel like the only person on it.
I told the universe about you,
and it gave me you.