So you’re with him now. Well I wish you happiness and hope you found what you were looking for. But even you have to admit a love like the one we shared is not so easily forgotten. Even after we walked away from each other a little bit of me remains with you, just like a little bit of you has remained with me. So I wonder, on those nights you lay awake beside him do you hear it? Do you hear my voice saying I love you. We might not be together physically and maybe that’s for the best but we will always share a mental connection no matter who we’re with. Because while we may not have worked out a love like ours will never be broken. As Mr. Spock once said it is not logical but it often times true.
Quietly I sat watching as the rain fell outside my window; the random beauty of a rainstorm is something I have always appreciated. The way the drops glisten when they hit the concrete, the intricate movements of umbrellas as they dance among each other through the streets. The bolts of lightning and the booms of thunder. Each storm seemingly so random each one a true thing of beauty. Yet what really makes a storm special is its uniqueness and that uniqueness is in its voice. Close your eyes, clear your mind, listen closely and you’ll hear it and the story it tells. One such story was a love story, actually my love story and to be truthful and not the least bit boastful this particular love story is one that no one could ever forget.
The storm swirled all around us its voice booming, its raindrops dancing merrily on the car’s roof, its lighting joyfully streaking across the night sky. Each bolt lighting up the sky and heralding the pending arrival of thunder’s booming voice. A voice that on this particular night, in this particular storm, would proclaim for all to hear that a truly epic love story was about to begin.
It’s in your eyes, what can I say. They turn me on. – Prince
Her eyes, it was always her eyes, truly mesmerizing they were. All it took was just one look to tell me what I needed to know and just like that her eyes pulled me in. Happily I knew right at that moment there would be no escaping, no turning back. Kiss me she said and even though I knew it was wrong I could not resist. And with that very first kiss my heart was all in.
She was not like all the others she was special or so I thought and before long I had given her sole possession of my heart. She told me that I would always be her hero and I told her she would always be my queen. I promised her I’d never leave her side and that I’d love her to my dying day. Looking back now my mistake was crystal clear and a rather simple one at that. You see I simply never asked her to promise me the same thing in return.
The years passed by and we wrote several new chapters to our story. Some were great, some were good, some were bad and some were a little bit of each. What had begun as a brilliant love story now was slowly beginning to fade and soon it rather clear, our story would soon come to an end.
It was late one night and we sat quietly as the storm swirled all around us not unlike that first night. This storm however was different from our first. The rain drops did not dance merrily, the lightning did not joyfully light up the sky and the thunder could only muster a whisper. I looked into her eyes, it was always her eyes truly mesmerizing they were and all it took was just one look to tell me what I needed to know and just like that her eyes let me go. Sadly Right at that moment I knew there would be no turning back. It was over she said and while I knew she was right I wanted to believe she was wrong. And with those very last words my heart broke. There was one last lightning bolt that would streak across the sky and then the thunder came and whispered for all to hear that on this particular night, in this particular storm, a truly epic love story had finally come to an end.
I miss the conversation.
I miss coming home and sharing how our day went.
I miss gossiping about the latest celebrity news.
I miss debating the latest political drama.
I miss discussing what’s wrong with the world and how of course we would fix it.
I miss our small talks and how we made each other laugh and smile.
I miss the mental connection we shared.
I miss the conversation
Do I regret falling in love?
No not in the least.
It didn’t work out this time and if you must know yes my heart was broken, shattered into a million pieces actually. But while painful, the moment did not break me. Why? Because the moment is but one moment along a longer journey that I am on and I will not be deterred by just one moment. No matter how painful it may have been. I continue my journey unafraid and with a positive attitude. I continue my journey because I have never regretted falling in love and I remain confident that one day my journey will lead me to you my true love.