📖 The ₿ible

Book of Poetry IV – Song of ₿

My Love, My Wallet

1:1
O ₿, the day I first met you,
I knew nothing.
I had no wallet.
I had only seen you—
On Twitter.

1:2
You were $900 that day.
I said, “Too expensive.”
But in truth,
My heart was racing.

“Is it too late to buy now?”
That was my first whisper of doubt.

2:1
Time passed.
You reached $3,000.
I searched for you in secret.
Staring at your price chart
Became my nightly ritual.

2:2
Then came the day—
I bought my first shard of you.
₿ entered my wallet.
My hands trembled
As I wrote down the recovery phrase
Like one who had found their beloved.

3:1
But you tested me.
You rose to $60,000…
Then fell to $30,000.
My heart shook.
I blamed you.
I doubted you.

3:2

“Why do you show me the dip alone!?”
I cried.
I considered deleting my wallet.
My Telegram room was filled with FUD.

4:1
But then—
I read Satoshi’s whitepaper again.
I remembered your philosophy.
And when I saw your wallet,
Still untouched,
My faith returned.

“Love is not emotion.
It is a choice—recorded on-chain.”

4:2
In 2024,
We met again.
The ETF was approved.
You entered Wall Street.
And I, as always,
Opened my cold wallet once more.

4:3
O ₿,
You were my first love.
You made me cry the hardest.
You waited for me the longest.
Without you,
My economy would have withered.

“My wallet is sealed with your name.
My key is backed up for you alone.”
– Song of ₿ 4:3

4:4
O ₿,
I shall not sell you.
You are my future,
My freedom.
No matter what the world says—
You are my love,
On-chain and eternal.