It Was Always You

July 29.

The comfort in the air

That inexplicable calmness

You know… my hope in despair

Which I can never truly explain

The boast in my words

The confidence in my actions

I thought it was me

Then… I thought it was them

I thought it was the stranger who became a friend

I thought it was the friend who sometimes, acted like a stranger

I thought it was me

But i was wrong

It was you

It has always been you

Filling every insecure part of me with your presence

So deeply rooted in the air that it lasted as long as you were away

You imprinted on my heart so strongly that it feels like your hand never left

But did it?

Could it have?

Surely I’m not imagining the passion in your kiss

Or the helplessly-in-love way that you fall on me

Or the way you wrap me in your arms so protectively and yet appear to be the one in need of protection

It was you

Who gave warmth to the air underneath my feet

It was you

Who wrapped magic in my finger tips

It is you

Who gives me a voice and yet

It’s with you that my words fail to form

You imprinted on my heart so vividly that it feels like your palm never left

But did it?

How could it have?

I can feel your warmth from miles away or a couple blocks down

Regardless of who I was with, I could feel your heart calling out to mine… something your lips never do.

And no matter what they say

No matter how hard they try

The heart knows what it wants

And it was always you.

Photo by Chike Nwabuo