I liked you because the moon stole the smile, you created a laugh from the waves of the sea

I adored you because while the hunter feared the fangs from the lion, you made a nest out of the feathers of your scavengers.

You won me because when I was an awkward echo that sought to please, you brought me a broken reflection and said that God had died aeons before we were born. 

Because when all I saw was damage and torment you laid in my hand, my heart and gave a name to every artery that I had cut. 

I chose you because when the whole universe said not you, nor him, nor anyone else, you were like an Olympic winner and grabbed my hand to tell me that we were no one so I could be someone. 

I lost myself in finding myself because, without you, I wouldn’t have made it. 

Ta.