For the Love I Haven’t Met

I often struggle with this question what is love? What does it mean to me?
To me, love is a feeling, a quiet certainty
that someone is my forever.

I carry so much love inside, enough to set the world alight.
Still, it slips through my fingers, always just out of reach.

Should I go on searching for her, or let her find me?
What must I become
for love to find me gently, on its own?

Don't worry, my love, wherever you are.
The universe is already guiding you to me.

I want to hold your hand like it’s where I’ve always belonged.
Kiss you like the world is ending.
Get lost in your laughter, drunk on your presence.
Dance with you in our living room like no one’s watching.

I ache for the memories we haven’t made.
So wherever you are, find me before the longing breaks me.

Always yours, in hope and love.
Horo