I decided we play “catch” with our hearts and I suggested he went first.
So he threw his heart at me, as it made its way into the comfort of my catch I decided to duck and it hit the ground.
At first it wasn’t with intention but with the thoughts that struck I just had to.
It came to my attention that he’s an asshole, and when dealing with his kind one has to gel and blend.
I became one with him, I was an asshole, I ducked his heart and it hit the ground.
I broke his heart.
My imagination said: “Recently I’ve found myself crawling through the days of our lives,
Trying to reach a point where I actually love you and it hopelessly feels like a journey with no end.
It’s happening again, our
ASTHMATIC RELATIONSHIP has reached its ‘End By Date’.
At this point you have earned your spot to fall in line with your kind and name yourself a ‘Once Upon A Time’.
One of the temporary beings in my life.
A has been.”
…but my stubborn heart is holding on to yours, my body is renovating the feel of your touch on my skin and my mind is rewriting memories of you and they just seem so alive and simply current.
Reality keeps striking me and I have to let go but my being won’t give up just yet.
…I thought I didn’t understand why this was happening but today I learnt and understood where it all comes from.
I still love you and I’ve given all of me to you but fear keeps playing mind games and doubt is busy telling me that love never really existed.
Today I learnt that Cupid wasn’t stupid when he shot us with the same arrow.
See…when Zeus separated us and Cupid’s arrow helped us find each other?!
The heavens smiled because they simply knew that we were meant for one another and that we’ll always be together.