When did you
became yourself?
Marvelous.
full of wonder–
yet you don't see
all of the things
you persuade me to see in myself
in yourself.
                
When did you
fell for me–
when I was asleep?
did you see me
when I was dead?
Blank. Lonely. Cold.
How can you be able
to know I was once dead
and now love me
as if I had been alive all of this time.

You always surprise me,
You are always new.
You are always you.

If I thought I was alive before, was because I couldn't picture myself as alive as I am now.
With you,
always with you.