You spoke like poems left unfinished
So light that a touch would scatter them
I searched for you inside every sentence
Trying to reach your heart between the words

You were the light inside my dark
Like a quiet room after rain
I was the old book left beside you
Keeping your loneliness company all night

My light…
Some feelings never reach the shore
They grow quietly, inside, alone

My light…
The rooms I kept hidden in myself
You opened one by one

You lived carefully inside your limits
I changed direction like water
Between your rules and my scattered winds
We built a world nobody knew about

At first you laughed at my small games
Your eyes bright while your coffee boiled over
Then one night you went suddenly quiet
As if a door that had been shut for years
Had eased open somewhere inside you

And I know why you drew back
Why that lighthouse turned its back to the sea
You were trying to pull us out of the current’s hands
Before the shores disappeared

My light…
Some loves are a night sea
The more you swim, the deeper they take you

My light…
Even now, from distant shores
Your light falls on my shoulder at night

One day you asked me why I loved you
As though such a thing could be explained
I answered anyway because I loved you
Knowing every answer would fall short

Two hearts trying to translate the unsayable
You keeping your storms inside
And me, still drifting toward your light