I have loved you in silence,

long before your eyes ever met mine.

In the quiet moments, in the spaces between my thoughts -

you were there.

You never knew,

but my heart had already chosen you.

I loved you without condition,

without expectation,

without needing anything in return.

You didn't have to earn it.

You didn't even have to see it.

Even now, as the truth of my heart spills into the open,

I am not afraid.

Because this love - this pure, boundless love -

was never about possession.

It was about presence.

It was about being, not having.

And if you never love me back -

if your heart never turns to mine -

still, I will love you.

Not less.

Not differently.

But wholly, just the same.

I will love you through your storms and your silences,

through your joys and your distances.

Even when I am just a shadow in your memory,

a name that passes without pause -

I will still be loving you.

Because some loves are not meant to be returned.

They are simply meant to be given.

And mine?

mine is yours,

forever.