You can't break up with a soul mate [a love story in poetic verse]

168 | giving too much

it was the accumulation of years
of uneasiness
of thinking one way
then convincing myself the sky
is another color
or my thoughts are crazy
it was the way Jared showed me one path
and hid another
it was the way his body melted into mine
and I felt there would be no one else
who could match
my inner storm
who could burn my sexual desire
but it was all in my head
it was me and my mind
Jared and his false self
words and mischief
lies and burned poems

it was the times he averted
my questions
with multiple choices
a master at getting women
to do whatever he wanted
and I was another one
in the long line of lovers
loved and lost

everyone loves with their own limits
and heights
some people like me
love with all their heart
no limits
no boundaries
open to all
letting in the bad
with the good
some people's loves have a limit
they can only take so much touching
feeling, sharing, intimacy
it's not their fault
it's the love they kept reaching for
I don't know where Jared
falls in any category
I don't know what he is
or who he is
or why he was my soulmate
for a while
when our worlds collided
but the past is gone
and my eyes may look the same
but they see the world differently

are you getting tired?
you want more food?

I had devoured the eggs and
my hunger was gone
but my mind was racing
as if these little messages
were whispering in my ear

no, thanks I am perfect
I think I need sleep!

Yeah. It's been exhausting

I don't know how to get back to the apartment.
I will call an Uber

No,  the Uber driver is Vasili and he just finished. He sleeps four hours and starts at 11.

That is hilarious.

I will walk you. You are fifteen minutes away.

Alright.

I was getting so comfortable on this side of the world. I love it here.
My old apartment feels like a dream.
Thanos, thank you.

You're welcome, Dalia.
I am so glad I could help you.
That is my reward.

He was so calm and his silence
soothed me.
We walked down the zigzag
streets until he led me to the main one
the silent of the morning
Kept us company
There were no people out
It felts as if no one else existed

I love the peace of the morning hours
and not needing to talk was solace

This is my street

I know.  One  night you were really drunk with Sofia and Eleni me and the guys walked all of you home.

I don't even remember!

I know, it's ok.
You had fallen asleep and passed out in my arms. You don't weigh a lot.

Oh my god! I feel awful. 

No, it's fine. It made me really take a good look at you.

At my mess? Oh my god! Why didn't the girls tell me? Oh maybe because they were drunk!

I didn't say anything.

But after we said bye at my door
the last sentence rung in my ear
It made me take a good look at you.
as I lay on my bed
and slept instantly.