Ink Stained Soul…

I didn’t fall in love. No, I didn’t fall.
I came alive in love, and it felt like recall.
Loving you feels like remembering who I am,
A soul revived, no longer numb to the pain.

The fog in a dark forest lifts, slowly,
Opening up the sky, and my heart follows.
Darkness is illuminated by the moon’s guiding light,
After over 40 years of cold and numbing life, had I won the fight?

My soul felt yours, familiar, safe, yet untamed,
A connection that sparked, and my heart was reclaimed.
I didn’t fall in love. No, I didn’t fall.
I came alive in love, and I stood tall.