My First Heartbreak
I saw my heartbreak from a distance and decided there and then to love.
And love I did, an unconditional love that needed nothing but desired to give everything.
All I saw when looking at them was imperfect perfection, In awe and admiration of the parts of them that went unnoticed to others.
In all my dreams of the future, there they were humming a sweet melody in my mind.
Us, the supreme definition of duality.
Connected, Our stories had been written by the same author.
Our minds complementary to one another.
"Oh, how I would marry you if you weren't a woman" Id joke.
Quickly the sight of her face had turned into my dose of serotonin.
But Then...
Slowly, they drew back.
The boat drifted deeper and deeper into the horizon of the ocean, I could not follow it lest I sacrificed my own life
All that had connected us dwindled.
Is this what it feels like to die a slow death?
Dreadfully long and painful?
Abandoned on my island of solitude, I couldn't help but feel resentment, rejection, and a great great loss.
Finally, I decided to grieve the death of the most beautiful night-blooming cereus.
I tightly held the embers of our fire that once burnt wildly and brightly in my hands.
As I loosened my grip the wind began blowing away all the embers and emotions of pain that accompanied them.
Until all that remained was the distant memories.
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