I’ve been thinking more than I should lately. That combined with listening to You Could Be Happy by snow patrol and the iron of dying on your birtday by senses fail has culminated into this.
Here ”WE” stand. Together in this solitary moment. The rain pours down upon ”US” and the people stare but it is inconsequential. That ”WE” are together in this fraction of time is what truly matters, at least to me, at least for now. Although the longer this moment lasts the less of you and more of me there seems to be in it. The deeper I gaze into the wells of your eyes the harder I try to grasp you. Like grasping air or oil this is impossible. In the same way you begin to elude me. I try to overcompensate by loosening my grip almost to the point of letting go. This results in hastening the moment thereby quickening the demise of “US”. I begin to search far and wide unto to the ends of the earth and beyond hoping desperately to find a median in which “WE” may dwell infinitely. I have found that the acquisition of any such balance to be unattainable by mortal man. So with the passing of time and tide “OUR” moment disappears from this world, and with it you willingly go. I am left here wondering whether to love or hate you. The very people that gazed upon us with envy now slaughter me with their depraved eyes and egregious thoughts. Without words they inform me of my ceaseless lunacy’s. I dare not throw back at them their own individual insufferable lonesomeness for fear their confabulations become literal crusades seeking my destruction. I do not know why or whether you desired to vacate the possibility of “OUR” eternity. I do know that regardless whether the results of “OUR” crossing of paths will be disastrous or satisfactory, the immeasurable breath which “WE” experienced will never diminish in value.
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