if love was enough

11th march 2025

if love was enough, i'd leave the porch light on and the front door unlocked. i'd hug you at the doorway as i whisper, "why did you leave?" and you'd say, "i was lost, but i'm here now. you're the only person who has ever felt like home.

if love was enough, the enormity of my desire would stitch the night sky back together. i'd ignore the horologists, shatter time itself. i'd ask you if you could stay forever and you'd nod earnestly, and we'd lie on the floor and laugh until our insides hurt at how we could have ever wandered astray. my watch would stop as time folded between us, but i would look into your eyes and allow myself to believe, just for a moment, that some stars never burn out.

if love was enough, i'd bake choc chip cookies. make an english breakfast tea, exactly the way you liked it. i'd hang up the roses to dry, etch my love for you into the careful creases of handmade gifts. i'd finish learning that piano song i never got to play for you. and i'd breathe softly again. 

if love was enough, i'd bend the laws of the very universe to invent a portal back to you — as if we weren't always meant to end like this. as if we weren't destined to meet, only to teach each other the art of letting go.

if love was enough, i would have poured every ounce of it into your being, instead of the ink stained between these pages.

if love was enough, this poem wouldn't exist at all.