SATSC Poem: To Perch and Rest

At the end of the day, when I am exhausted and when all that remains is unfulfilled courage

To look to the stranger in the sky

To sit in the tree

Loving you knowing what we are not.

I can love you, even if it breaks my heart.

I can love you because of every heartbreak—knowing I can do it again. 

Knowing that loving you now is worth any amount of heartbreak. 

And if I do, the love I give you will last a lifetime—perhaps even longer. 

It will exist in a timeline where maybe, just maybe, we do end up together. 

Because love given is never wasted. 

Especially when it’s for someone like you—someone deserving of love, care and affection. 

When you speak of your dreams, your eyes emit light. 

When you care, your gaze softens and revels in beauty. 

If only you knew how I truly see you. 

Knowing you by heart, 

Love as a tragedy is that we will never actually know how much we are truly loved. 

Love from people you may never see again. 

Love that exists in the ordinary things, in the things unspoken. 

The unspoken exchange of refracted light. 

The silence that reveals all secrets. 

All I know is that even if I hadn’t met you that day, I would’ve found you another way. 

Is it not grace alone that our souls found a place? 

To perch on a branch and rest. 

Love is fleeting—so surrender all your fear. 

And linger, not too long, but just enough to channel it for this timeline. 

So that even when we are no longer together, when we exist only in the “never will be,” the love will not fade or waver. 

Untouched by the weight of reality. 

Does that make our love divine? 

My gratitude for giving my love a place to rest. 

To perch. A moment to be seen. 

A moment where it is cherished.