I didn’t know how to love you.
Every step I took towards you
was a step closer to our end.
Every life I imbued into your soul
was life I drained from my own.
Every word of admiration was lacking.
Every display of affection felt wrong.
I didn’t know how,
but valiantly and unconditionally.
With every fiber of my being—
that’s how I loved you.
Alone and poignantly—
still with every fiber of my being,
that’s how I love you.
