I love you, just like how the ocean embraces the shore
Without any prejudice I just dive in
Is this love in a perfect sense? I think not.
But love isn’t about perfection but acceptance
It’s not choosing the type of sand I want
But touching the shore as a whole
I come with waves and current and splatters
But most of all I come with energy- love.
I love you, just like how a mute person talks
I can hear, feel, smell, and see you, always.
But I never really said the words inside me
I hope I made you feel my love
Because loving you is not about me
It has always been about you
I want you to know how wonderful you are
How wonderful you make people feel
How being “you” makes me want to love you more
I love you; I hope this is an illusion
Not because I know you’ll never love me
But because I know I have to move on
It’s not the unrequited feelings that hurt
But the idea that I have to let go of this
Because I’m still dancing with my soul’s desire
And I think I’m not yet ready to dance with you.