There’s something about the first light
The tender way it graces the inhabitants of the world
No two sunrises are the same
And it’s as if we’re being reborn over and over again
But it never grows old
The first light illuminating you next to me
Touching every curl and curve
The shadows highlighting the contours or your body
The first time I look at you every morning reminds me how much I love you
How much I’ve always loved you
Even before I laid eyes on you for the first time under a moonlit sky
Even before I knew of your existence
Even when you were nothing more than a flower-shaped black hole in my memory
And all of that makes me cherish this feeling all the more
The rush when I see the first light of the dawn on your face
Is the same as the rush of two engaged in combat
The same as two engaged in love
Limbs and breath intertwined
Blood pumping through our veins
Breathing
Hating
Loving
Dancing
Fighting
Crying
Laughing
Living
I can appreciate that feeling so much more
With you by my side
About the Creator
Elsa M
18 Years Old
She/Her/They/Them
Marine Bio Student
Class of 2025
I tell my story because when I am forgotten, I am truly gone. The longer my stories grace people’s tongues, the longer I live.
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