In that moment, the world stopped and all that mattered was that you were smiling and so was I.
"The last few weeks have been more than wonderful, and the emotional roller-coaster that we both were an integral part of, was constraining and liberating. A paradox of sorts. Just like you are, to me.
You are both smart and silly, sensitive and rude, classy and cheap; you are always the right kind of person for every situation.
You always paid attention to the details, you never missed a chance to make me feel comfortable, and you always noticed when something wasn't quite right. You cared for me, and that in itself was something new.
That last day, I don't even know if it actually happened or if I dreamt it all up. It all still seems so surreal. You were exceptionally nice to me then, and I'm not sure why. You were probably just passing on a comment casually, but it was something I did need to hear, so thank you. I will never tell you how much those weeks meant, especially because you were a part of it.
That night, as I fell asleep, I was in love with you and your smell, and I was in love with your words and your music, and I was in love with the stars and everything else.
But alas, it would not last. We are too different. I would have you in a heartbeat, but I don't think you'd say the same...or even say anything close. I know my place.
But I won't forget the way you made me feel. It was everything that I've ever hoped it would be.
I felt... whole.
I don't think I've ever been in actual love, but when I do find that someone, I hope it's just as surreal.
I will always look for you when I meet somebody new."
It felt real.
"The last few weeks have been more than wonderful, and the emotional roller-coaster that we both were an integral part of, was constraining and liberating. A paradox of sorts. Just like you are, to me.
You are both smart and silly, sensitive and rude, classy and cheap; you are always the right kind of person for every situation.
You always paid attention to the details, you never missed a chance to make me feel comfortable, and you always noticed when something wasn't quite right. You cared for me, and that in itself was something new.
That last day, I don't even know if it actually happened or if I dreamt it all up. It all still seems so surreal. You were exceptionally nice to me then, and I'm not sure why. You were probably just passing on a comment casually, but it was something I did need to hear, so thank you. I will never tell you how much those weeks meant, especially because you were a part of it.
That night, as I fell asleep, I was in love with you and your smell, and I was in love with your words and your music, and I was in love with the stars and everything else.
But alas, it would not last. We are too different. I would have you in a heartbeat, but I don't think you'd say the same...or even say anything close. I know my place.
But I won't forget the way you made me feel. It was everything that I've ever hoped it would be.
I felt... whole.
I don't think I've ever been in actual love, but when I do find that someone, I hope it's just as surreal.
I will always look for you when I meet somebody new."
It felt real.
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