It was a narrow escape from the start. It was already hard to escape these thoughts. Thoughts of crawling back to you.
Back to the start. When you actions came from the heart. You had been gone out of my life, thoughts, hopes. But this spell did not last. Of what would have been our 7th months you walked back through those doors.
I’m not quite sure what brought you back because all I can remember is my thought came rushing back like a broken dam, and damn it hit hard; our memories, all the restless nights we shared together, with nothing but thoughts and feelings shared.
Truth was there wasn’t a narrow escape.
There was no escape.
No escape from my love for you.
I love you.
I loved us.
You walked backed through those doors. Maybe not to restart at the checkpoints because this was no game this was my life, but maybe to start something new; because my thoughts and feelings for you are no game.
It is love.
