Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Even though history has proven that the moment you get to know me, the possible feelings will go away, I have to discuss this. I know the risks. I know that the more you know me, the less you'll love me. That the second I let go of this denial, it will all fade away faster than I can see. I wrote about it once, and I have nothing to prove it's different.

But I want to record this, because for a brief second in my car the other day I smiled and laughed and reveled in the feeling that perhaps, just once, someone loved me.

I can't say for certain what it is that makes me think you like me. It's a feeling when I walk over to you, when I look at you. My heart has such a crazy response, how could it not be reflected in yours? It sure feels strong enough.

There are the obvious things, like when you called me baby or that you were the first to hug me. I know I grabbed your arm and initiated contact, but I still relive the moment where I was going to walk away and I saw you step forward and hesitate for a split second with your arms open. You wanted that hug. And I gave it. Before I knew how much you would make my heart skip, I gave it to you freely.

But there's something else. It's a feeling, a small little thing that speaks more to me. It's the way you always seem to break into a smile when you see me, that half-smirk that grows as soon as I enter a room and I know you glance at me. It's that time I walked outside and saw you sitting with all your friends at the table and as soon as we locked eyes you had that grin, and it was like there was a tunnel vision between us. It's this feeling that I can't let go that I make you happy.

And it is that feeling that makes me feel invincible at the same time as breaks me. Because I don't know if this is real or if it could be real, and I don't understand how I can be two seconds away from confronting it to find out and half a step from running in the other direction.


the people you meet.

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Sometimes you meet someone, and you know in an instant they will change your life.
He is meant to be Someone to you, that he will alter your course from that moment on. It becomes a game of "before him" and "since him." Maybe not even in the romantic sense - you just know, the second you say hi or begin talking or even the moment your gaze trips over him: he'll mean something to you. It's so undeniable, that it's easy to let it fall into place - because that's just how he's meant to be.

Sometimes you meet someone, and it takes a few months for them to finally come into focus.
They hovered, they shimmered there in the background. They were a glimpse behind you, a quick passing in the hallway without ever seeing them. And one day, you find yourself looking for that trick of light, wondering if it was real. You start to look more often, repeatedly -- until finally, one day, you catch it. And you realize he was there the entire time, that he was constant and more real than a lot of the things you saw daily. And the more you find him every day, the more you realize how much you've come to depend upon him. Maybe not for anything, but just for his presence, his sturdiness, his solidity. And it's hard, because how do you take your background into the forefront without changing anything? How do you bring that look over your shoulder to be right in front of you, when he never was before?


One day

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

I'll learn how to hit "Publish" and come back.


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