I used to think love started with a person. With chemistry. With attraction. With late-night conversations and promises whispered in the dark. I thought if I felt enough, wanted enough, needed enough— that was love. But I was wrong. Because love without God is just emotion trying to play savior. And emotions make terrible gods. I tried to love you from an empty well. Tried to give you peace when I didn’t have any. Tried to be your covering when I wasn’t even covered myself. A