The Most Beautiful Thought

The most beautiful thought… Is the fact that I have always loved you Even before I knew what those words meant, I knew that I loved you And that I was loved by you Without knowing your name, where you were from Or whether you were happy or perhaps sad at times I so deeply loved you, infinitely I dreamt in the sound of your voice and bathed in the color of your love I sought solace in the thought that you were somewhere out there, doing thе same as I was Like how at night I would often closе my eyes and lay on my back with my hands outstretched to the Heavens above It was there that I felt as though I could feel your hands in mine Our fingers interlocked with only time and space between us And I would watch as our arms would spin in small circles through the cosmos As if hand in hand we broke through the barriers of what lies free from our understanding Maybe it's naive of me to think that a love like this could exist But I suppose what other option is there? I was built to believe in the impossible and my imagination is incapable of anything less than Every cell and fiber of my body understands this to be true That on the other side of me there exists and always has existed, you! The most beautiful thought Is that maybe each and every heartbreak endured was merely a bridge to one another Or that perhaps the love I had found behind the eyes of the strangers I'd met along my path Were but reminders that I was one step closer to you My love, how I have yearned for you And the way in which I see you, and feel you This pulsating beat trapped underneath my ribs, it beats for you and you alone Is that not proof revealing itself? I don't suppose I will ever know the answer And I'm content in my role as an architect of answerless questions There's beauty in that truth And oh, the beauty of belief, the fabric on which love stands The most beautiful thought Is that you exist, that you, the equal to me in every way exists And that no other shall see me the way you see me And no other shall see you the way I see you This is the most beautiful thought Without knowing your name, where you are from Or whether you are happy or perhaps sad at this very moment I so deeply love you, and I am so deeply loved by you, infinitely That is the most beautiful thought