Songs of The Abyss

Chosen

Whenever I am around you, I feel chosen.

You may not think it that way, but I truly do.

The world is harsh and cruel, sometimes a little more than it should be.

I know roughness only makes us stronger, but sometimes it's plain abuse.

With that aside, let me underline and reiterate, with you, I feel seen and chosen.

298 days ago, you chose to give me your phone number.

290 days ago, you chose to reply to an ominous message.

261 days ago, you chose me to be more than just your friend.

247 days ago, you held me under the rain and kissed me so gently.

More than wanted, I felt loved.

230 days ago, I felt like I made a significant impact on your life.

221 days ago, in the afterglow of our passions, you confessed your love.

214 days ago, I named you my glory.

210 days ago, we went on a real date. At least, it felt like one.

Notice how, in every stamp of time, you were the one to make me feel wanted.

198 days ago, we realized it would be worth it to not give up.

195 days ago, we dreamed of a wonderful future where we both achieved our goals together. You gave me something to look forward to.

190 days ago, you wanted to be a part of my world and write wonders together. That's when I realized you might be a better storyteller than me.

185 days ago, for the first time in 25 years, I had a happy birthday outside the four walls of my home.

Love felt warm like the rising sun in the countryside, breaking through the fog and morning dew.

11 days ago, after 97 days of silence, you chose me again. Why?

Why now after so long?

Even after my transgressions, you still chose me.

My heart aches at times because I know that I sometimes don't deserve your heart of gold.

Then I remember how even though I'm flawed you still chose me.

I see that now.

11 days ago, we met again.

10 days ago, we cried over love.

9 days ago, we admitted we care.

8 days ago, we fell asleep together.

7 days ago, we realized we still cared.

6 days ago, we started a new journey

5 days ago, we opened up our hearts

4 days ago, we forgave each other

3 days ago, we smiled at the past and looked at the future with determination.

2 days ago, we intertwined hands again.

1 day ago, you smiled at me and asked me to stay a little longer.

10 hours ago, you called me "Mi negro."

For the first time in my life, I felt chosen.

For 298 days you've been my inspiration, my black-eyed-dragon, sunflower in a field of lilies, my moon and star, my goal, my friend, confidant, partner, and twin flame. In other words, 298 days ago, you became my muse.

Today I love you more than yesterday.

Tomorrow I will love you more than today.

1 hour ago, I loved you less than I do now.

1 minute from now, I will love you even more.

7,152 hours of you are still not enough, my Angel.