When you arrived,
the air grew warmer
And I—
forgot how to hold my breath
Even knowing it could break me,
I placed my hand on the glass
Because for the first time,
I saw myself beyond the reflection
If it’s fire, I’ll touch it
Even if I burn
Before your flame,
I’ll lay down every shadow in me
And if all that’s left is ash,
but you were there—
then disappearing
might still be beautiful
The wind moves for no reason
So does love, doesn’t it?
You weren’t just passing through
And I—
didn’t want to stop
Like silhouettes at their sharpest
when the night sways
You were a beginning
with an ending built in
If it’s fire, I’ll let it in
If it swallows me whole
but shows me what’s real
Even if pain blooms
and wears your name—
then I won’t need
a word for hurt
Love always leaves
before it shows
what truly remains
And that’s why
I chose the fire