The Most Beautiful Thought

The most beautiful thought
Is the fact that I've 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 colour of your love
I sought solace in the thought that you were somewhere out there doing the same as I was
Like how at night, I would often close my eyes
And lay on my back with my hands out stretched to the heaven's 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 naïve 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 isn't capable of anything less than
Every cell and fibre 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 of 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