The love of my life……
I found him, then I ran. Lol
I sped to the nearest exit.
He was young but made my day.
All I have now are beautiful memories, but it can work. I
end up with a smile on my face.
We spent two months living together, we were engulfed into each
other’s’ personalities, facial expressions, smiles, eye contact and touch.
Sleeping together was something I personally looked forward
to, he looked forward to finding new foods. Which I enjoyed also.
In total silence he took my comfort level to the peak,
keeping a smile on my face and my hand warm intertwined with his.
Everything was so perfect, something I never experienced.
Something that in my 33 years never felt love or if this is what love was.
I experienced my first bunch of roses, secret smiles, the
constant impulse to buy the things I need.
He is just but a memory now. He is not dead. But I after
what we experienced, I know things will never be the same.
I pulled away cause that’s the only thing I knew, I built
walls to my heart, he never understood nor had the time to understand. Made me
wonder if it was love after all?
But, I finally experienced true love. Now, I know what it
is.
The cancer patient that have experienced, a closeness to
motherhood, true love, friendship.
Now, we don’t speak, but one thing I know, just from looking
at my parents, a relationship really can’t have three people in it.
FCK, thanks for allowing me to feel the true meaning of love
or making me feel a certain way.
Singh.
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