I’m in Love with Your Soul

There’s a kind of love that doesn’t scream to be heard—

it hums beneath the surface, soft and sure.

And that’s what this is.

What you are to me.

Not a passing crush or a fleeting ache,

but something rooted—

quiet, steady, sacred.

The kind of love that doesn’t need to own,

only to be near.

You are the pause in my chaos.

The voice that steadies the tremble in my hands.

The reason I believe in deep connection;

not just chemistry, but resonance.

The soul kind.

You speak, and I feel understood.

You listen, and I feel seen.

We wander into conversations like constellations—

each word a star that lights up something I forgot was inside me.

You brought me back to parts of myself

I didn’t even know were missing.

You showed me how healing can be gentle.

How honesty can smell like lavender.

How to sit in stillness and let it mean something.

You may not be mine.

Not in the way the world defines it.

You might never be.

But I’m in love with your soul,

and because of that, it’s enough.