i knew him long before the world did,
Before the mirror spoke his name,
Before my heart learned the rhythm
Of his footsteps, solid and steady.
I whispered in the quiet of night,
In the corners of unspoken thought,
A name that felt like air,
A name that felt like home.
The first step was just a breath,
An exhale of everything I wasn't,
And the promise of everything I would be.