I didn’t fall in love with you because I was broken, alone or at all in seek of help. I fell in love with you because, there is a part of my soul that is incomplete without you. After getting to know you, and who you are as a person, I realised I wanted to make you a permanent part of my world. The sceneries might change, and whether that is for five minutes or a hundred years, I would just be happy to have you in it. I fell in love with you because, every time I look into your eyes, I feel at home, and I have no other thought in the world but, ‘how do I make you happy?’.
We’d walk up the path of our favourite place. The sacred saviour to all our problems. Our rendezvous spot to escape all reality. We’d talk, for hours on end, about everything and nothing in between. You’d say, ‘I know you wish your partner was here,’ and I’d agree, laughing along with all the sexual innuendos and jokes, but I’d wish I could just stop time and kiss you, tell you how much I love you. Your lips on mine, in each-other’s warm embrace, time stopped, for as long as I wanted.
We’d carry on strolling, through the minefield of heavy, long grass, careful not to hurt ourselves. We’d watch the sun set together, bleeding its colours all over the horizon. We’d then sit under the stars. You’d look up at them, talking about constellations and wishing you knew what was where, whilst I listened and admired you. We’d listen to love songs, our favourite songs, or just lay there in comfortable silence, not knowing what this meant to me and how much I loved you. You’d leave eventually, before it got too late, leaving me alone under the stars, but as I was standing in the middle of the darkness, I didn’t crave light; I craved you. I needed you.
‘Why are you so quiet?’ you’d bombard me with this question. I’d respond with, ‘I don’t know’, but in truth, I loved listening to your voice. I loved every single word that came out your mouth, all the rants you had, all the insanely ridiculous jokes you’d make, I loved it all.
You’d drive me insane. Every single day. Your
elegance, your mannerisms, everything about you. Your presence was my tranquility. I loved you, I had to tell you, you had to know.
‘I love you,’ I told you one day, leaving you dumbfounded.
You stared at me in astonishment, and then kissed the hell out of me. My heart fell out my chest in that moment. You whispered, ‘I love you, too,’ softly into my ear as we embraced each-other, our warm bodies colliding in excitement. I kissed you, once again, everything falling into place and finally being how I’d always imagined it.
We went on to do many things together; to accomplish goals we didn’t know we’d be able to achieve. We overcame your anxiety, we got fitter and healthier together, we were happy together. Everything was good, everything was perfect.
That was, till the day you left me under the stars.
You were hit, by a drunk driver. He took away such an innocent and pure soul; the soul I loved. The only one I wanted to hold, the only one I wanted to be with during my worst hours, the only one I admired and envied, because of all the beauty you held. Life just had to take you from me.
It was a bittersweet feeling now, to know all we had between us was love. We will still hold that, whether you’re here or not.
You and I existed, and somewhere in between, you and I became ‘we’, intertwined till our last days.
As time went on, I still stood under the stars, alone, waiting for you to come into my arms. I stood motionless, listening to the sounds of the dark, and in that moment, I didn’t crave light, I craved you.
