You

You, the whisper in the moonlight,
the echo of forgotten constellations,
our souls entwined like ivy on ancient walls.

You, the alchemist of my heart,
turning mere moments into eternity,
painting sunsets with your fingertips.

You, the architect of dreams,
building bridges across chasms of doubt,
weaving tapestries of hope in the void.

You, the troubadour of memories,
strumming chords of longing,
harvesting tears from the soil of our shared past.

You, the paradox,
both savior and executioner,
leaving scars like stardust on my skin.

You, the enigma,
a riddle whispered by the wind,
a puzzle I unravel in the quiet of night.

You, the catalyst, igniting fires within me,
burning away illusions,
leaving truth in its wake.

You, the unfinished symphony,
notes suspended in the air,
a melody that haunts my every step.

You, the bittersweet ache,
a taste of honey and salt,
a love that defies reason, defies time.

And yet, I wish I had never known you.