The Most Beautiful Thought - Forest Blakk

The most beautiful thought

Is the fact that I have always loved you

Even before I knew what those words meant, I knew that I loved you

And that I was loved by you

Without knowing your name, where you were from

Or whether you were happy or perhaps sad at times

I so deeply loved you, infinitely

I dreamt in the sound of your voice and bathed in the colour of your love

I sought solace in the thought that you were somewhere out there,

doing the same as I was

Like how at night I would often close my eyes

And lay on my back with my hands outstretched to the Heavens above

It was there that I felt this, though I can feel your hands in mine

Our fingers interlocked, with only time and space between us

And I would watch as our arms would spin in small circles through the cosmos

As if hand in hand we broke through the barriers of what lies free from our

understanding

Maybe it’s naive of me to think that a love like this could exist

But I suppose what other option is there?

I was built to believe in the impossible, and my imagination isn’t capable of

anything less than

Every cell and fibre of my body understands this to be true

That on the other side of me there exist and always has existed…

You

The most beautiful thought

Is that maybe each and every heartbreaking door was merely a bridge to one

another

Or that perhaps the love I had found behind the eyes of the strangers I’d met

along my path

Were but reminders that I was one step closer to you

My love, how I have yearned for you

And the way in which I see you, and feel you

This pulsating beat trapped underneath my ribs, it beats for you and you alone

Is that not proof revealing itself?

I don’t suppose I will ever know the answer

And I’m contempt in my role as an architect of answerless questions

There’s beauty in that truth

And oh, the beauty of belief, the fabric on which love stands

The most beautiful thought

Is that you exist, that you, the equal to me in every way exist

And that no other shall see me the way you see me

And no other shall see you the way I see you

This is the most beautiful thought

Without knowing your name, where you are from

Or whether you are happy or perhaps sad at this very moment

I so deeply loved you, and I am so deeply loved by you, infinitely

That is the most beautiful thought