Thursday, September 16, 2010

Dearly beloved...

Surely, love is suppose to bring joy, it is suppose to grant you peace, but here, it was bringing only pain. Someday I'll find someone special again. People who've been in love once usually do. It's in our nature. I cannot adequately describe the intensity of what I was feeling, when I realised I ruined it. Love, anger, sadness, hope and fear, whirling together, sharpened by the instant realisation that nothing will ever be the same. I knew that I had never felt as strongly for another person as I did in that moment. When I returned her gaze, it made me wish for the millionth time that I could somehow make it all better...

She is a stranger now, even though once, we were friends, which was oddly enough for me. In a lifetime of mistakes, I guess you're the only one I don't really regret. The winds of destiny blow, when we least expect them. Sometimes they gust with the fury of a hurricane, sometimes they barely fan one's cheak. Yet alas, the winds cannot be denied, bringing as they often do, a future that is impossible to ignore. So tell me, how far should a person go, in the name of true love?

So many things that still need to be said, await just beneath the horizon, hoping to be set free, and with them their keepers. But if we've learned anything about each other, is that we rarely part with our secrets. It makes perfect sense, in a time when nothing seems to. All I know is that, there's one thing I still haven't told you, and with each passing day, the desire to do so, slowly washes away...