He spoke to me
in my own language.
Music.
They weren't just words,
they were meaning.
He wasn't just talking,
he was singing.
It wasn't just courting,
it was offering.
It was pure him,
pure love.
I couldn't believe
that it was for me.
Tears poured down my face,
as overwhelming emotions overcame.
Music
I can't explain
the meaning
that is able to be portrayed.
The love.
To sing
your heart,
Is putting yourself out there,
no walls,
nothing to hide behind.
Nothing but truth and meaning.
In that time
he gave me his everything.
He showed me its real.
He spoke to me in a way
that I understand.
It fills my eyes with tears.
The most love
that I have ever felt
and never knew was possible.
He spoke to me
in a way that nobody else has before.
Through music.
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