if my life was a novel each experience stained forever in ink torn pages somewhere within a chapter is missing; this is when i met you. this is when everything good happened all at once. on those pages; words dance universes bend stars weep and time stops. on those pages; skies clear seas calm and i smiled. for you arrived just as a dream from nothing to a monsoon a wildfire burning through tearing down you revealed the parts unseen; an aurora borealis a beauty so haunting you brought me to my knees in worship and now; after endless nights countless moons time has made me honest. honest enough to admit; i lost you because i felt so utterly unworthy of someone with so much wonder; a magic unlike any other. a bruise that never heals i press it down; it hurts to remember you but it feels so good to just remember that it even happened at all.