Denial.
I don't know how we became from the first place, and I don't remember the moment our hearts collided making a big explosion, creating a new universe.
But I know it just happened, Why and When and how are a bunch of blurs I can't quite distinguish.
All I know is that we are something now, something that I can't quite identify. Our beginning was an inevitable storm that we couldn't have anticipated or run away from.
It was a spark that set both our hearts on dazzling fire that protected us from the coldness and cruelness of the world.
Everyone was baffled by us, wherever we went we set an example for real contemporary love. We were the kind of love that's rare, the kind that you encounter once in your lifetime, It was a coincidence, but you were the the best chance I stumbled upon. Our friends envied us, do you remember before we started dating how everyone thought we were already a couple?
Weare were happy.
Everything we did together had meaning, no matter how small or insignificant it is. The aimless long drives to no destination with our favorite songs blasting loud, all the horror movies I watched pressed against you, too scared to even open my eyes, but I always felt like I was in a fortress of safety in your arms. Our endless conversation about nothing and everything. We planned our whole future together, when you are too old to walk on your own and when my hair turns white, when our kids are off to collage and married, we planned those days, we saw them coming.
It's weird how blinded and deaf one can be when they're in love, because I saw you in everything I loved, I heard you in the melody of my favorite songs, read you between the lines of my favorite books.
Remember when we carved our names on that table in the restaurant where we first met?
and when we promised not to be like everyone else?
to do things on our own way, to completely who we are no matter what happens later?
But there was a small detail that I overlooked, that I chose willingly to ignore, something I didn't see coming, But now it's here, like continents stretching in this narrow area between us, the lines of our sheets are valleys and mountains pulling us apart.
I guess a fire that burns so bright is never meant to last.
Something is off these days, and I can't quite place it, like that feeling when you go out of your house, knowing that you forgot something but you're not sure what it is.
You never slept to anything but my voice reading for you, even though you didn't read, you loved my voice, you loved me, because I loved you too, with every nerve in my body, I loved you with every atom of my being and I know you loved me this way too.
But you told me that you hated me yesterday, and the usual playfulness in your tone was missing, and for the first time I believed it.
Those harsh venomous words spoken with your honey sweet voice.
and I don't know which is worse, to state what we're both afraid of even considering, to be miserable together or to cut our ties and experience the fall ?
Should we stay in the scorching sun, exposed and stripped out of all our shields just because we don't know what is waiting in the shadows?
But I know it just happened, Why and When and how are a bunch of blurs I can't quite distinguish.
All I know is that we are something now, something that I can't quite identify. Our beginning was an inevitable storm that we couldn't have anticipated or run away from.
It was a spark that set both our hearts on dazzling fire that protected us from the coldness and cruelness of the world.
Everyone was baffled by us, wherever we went we set an example for real contemporary love. We were the kind of love that's rare, the kind that you encounter once in your lifetime, It was a coincidence, but you were the the best chance I stumbled upon. Our friends envied us, do you remember before we started dating how everyone thought we were already a couple?
We
Everything we did together had meaning, no matter how small or insignificant it is. The aimless long drives to no destination with our favorite songs blasting loud, all the horror movies I watched pressed against you, too scared to even open my eyes, but I always felt like I was in a fortress of safety in your arms. Our endless conversation about nothing and everything. We planned our whole future together, when you are too old to walk on your own and when my hair turns white, when our kids are off to collage and married, we planned those days, we saw them coming.
It's weird how blinded and deaf one can be when they're in love, because I saw you in everything I loved, I heard you in the melody of my favorite songs, read you between the lines of my favorite books.
Remember when we carved our names on that table in the restaurant where we first met?
and when we promised not to be like everyone else?
to do things on our own way, to completely who we are no matter what happens later?
But there was a small detail that I overlooked, that I chose willingly to ignore, something I didn't see coming, But now it's here, like continents stretching in this narrow area between us, the lines of our sheets are valleys and mountains pulling us apart.
I guess a fire that burns so bright is never meant to last.
Something is off these days, and I can't quite place it, like that feeling when you go out of your house, knowing that you forgot something but you're not sure what it is.
You never slept to anything but my voice reading for you, even though you didn't read, you loved my voice, you loved me, because I loved you too, with every nerve in my body, I loved you with every atom of my being and I know you loved me this way too.
But you told me that you hated me yesterday, and the usual playfulness in your tone was missing, and for the first time I believed it.
Those harsh venomous words spoken with your honey sweet voice.
and I don't know which is worse, to state what we're both afraid of even considering, to be miserable together or to cut our ties and experience the fall ?
Should we stay in the scorching sun, exposed and stripped out of all our shields just because we don't know what is waiting in the shadows?
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