TWO ALTARS

Verse I

I love you like a home with the lights still on,

Keys under the mat, my name on the door.

Your breath knows the shape of my quietest fear,

You say it and somehow the panic is gone.

You hold me like truth — not loud, not wild,

Just steady as blood in a wrist at rest.

If love were a language, you’d be the vowel

Every word leans on to exist.

Pre-Chorus

There’s a shadow that follows the flame,

Not to burn — just to remember heat.

It doesn’t ask to be chosen,

It only asks to be seen.

Chorus

I love you with my whole damn heart,

But my mind still slips your leash.

I chose you loud, I chose you hard —

Still desire doesn’t ask permission to breathe.

I won’t touch it, I won’t feed it,

Won’t let it tear us apart.

I love you with my whole damn heart…

Some feelings don’t need a start.

Verse II

You know my mornings, the soft decay

Of coffee gone cold and names we don’t say.

You’ve seen me ugly, tired, unguarded, real,

Loved me where mirrors politely look away.

But there’s a face I meet in the static

Of late-night trains and almost-texts,

A thought that never touches my body

But knows exactly where it rests.

Pre-Chorus II

Desire is not a decision,

It’s a weather system in the chest.

I don’t chase storms — I just notice

When the sky gets stressed.

Chorus

I love you with my whole damn heart,

But my mind still slips your leash.

I chose you loud, I chose you hard —

Still desire doesn’t ask permission to breathe.

I won’t touch it, I won’t feed it,

Won’t let it tear us apart.

I love you with my whole damn heart…

Some feelings don’t need a start.

Bridge

I don’t want the thought.

I don’t want the flame.

I want the silence to stay.

But silence is honest

Only when it’s earned —

And I haven’t learned how yet.

Final Chorus

I love you with my whole damn heart,

But my mind still slips your leash.

I chose you loud, I chose you hard —

Still desire doesn’t ask permission to breathe.

I won’t touch it, I won’t feed it,

Won’t let it tear us apart.

I love you with my whole damn heart…

Some feelings don’t need a start.

Some feelings don’t know how to stop.

Outro

Two altars.

One home.

One stays lit.

One I leave alone.