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If I Gave You Everything
Written by: Constanstia Moliuvia
Date: Wednesday, March 18th, 2026
Addressed to: Everyone
If I burned the world for you,
would you dare to stand against it for me?
If I chased away your nightmares,
would you cradle my pain until it learned to sleep?
If I tended to your wounds with trembling hands,
would you let your kiss mend the scars I hide?
Darling, if I loved you like no other,
would you love me the same?
If I carved us a refuge from the wreckage of all I've known,
would you dare to call it home beside me?
If I learned the language of your silences,
would you trust me with the truths you've never spoken?
If I stood unguarded, heart in shaking hands,
would you hold it gently--or let it fall?
If I bared every fracture, every hidden storm,
would you stay when the sky inside me breaks?
If I chose you in every lifetime I could imagine,
would you choose me when it is hardest to?
If I became both fire and ash for us,
would you still find something worth saving in me?
Tell me, love
when all the questions fade into what is real,
will you meet me there,
not as a dream or a promise,
but as someone who stays?
Penned by my hand on the 11th of Aeguary, in the year 1000 AF.
If I Gave You Everything
Written by: Constanstia Moliuvia
Date: Wednesday, March 18th, 2026
Addressed to: Everyone
If I burned the world for you,
would you dare to stand against it for me?
If I chased away your nightmares,
would you cradle my pain until it learned to sleep?
If I tended to your wounds with trembling hands,
would you let your kiss mend the scars I hide?
Darling, if I loved you like no other,
would you love me the same?
If I carved us a refuge from the wreckage of all I've known,
would you dare to call it home beside me?
If I learned the language of your silences,
would you trust me with the truths you've never spoken?
If I stood unguarded, heart in shaking hands,
would you hold it gently--or let it fall?
If I bared every fracture, every hidden storm,
would you stay when the sky inside me breaks?
If I chose you in every lifetime I could imagine,
would you choose me when it is hardest to?
If I became both fire and ash for us,
would you still find something worth saving in me?
Tell me, love
when all the questions fade into what is real,
will you meet me there,
not as a dream or a promise,
but as someone who stays?
Penned by my hand on the 11th of Aeguary, in the year 1000 AF.
