The Story of Us

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I remember
The first time
I saw you
Sitting there
Waiting for Me
like you were
hand-picked carefully chosen
To be
My deepest
Love, my new best
Friend.

I remember
Walking towards you, barely being able
To contain my excitement as I
Stared at you, overcome by your
Beauty.
I remember
Slowly taking you
On my hands
Caressing your
Spine, holding you close
Scared to let anyone come near
You.

I remember
The long nights we spent
Together, just you and me
Curled up in my bed
Fighting sleep.

I remember
Talking about you, parading
You around in front of
Friends, family
Aquaintances.
I wanted everyone
To know about
You.

I remember
The long days, the ones I wished
Would end
so I could
Be back home with you
Wrapped in mountains of
Blankets, sheltering from
The weather,
Whether hot or
Cold.

I remember
You helping me through
The long hard days,
the days I just wanted to give
Up.

I remember
Wanting to
Get lost in
You.

But then
The drought
Came.

The drought
Which forced us apart,
Which ripped us from each
Other.

Suddenly
I was too busy for you
Had no time for you.

We would fight
About it, and I would be tempted to
Leave you, to turn my back on
You, to find someone else
To love.

But each day
I would remember the happy
Times, the times we loved each other.

Each day I would tell myself
It would be better
Tomorrow, that we could turn over
A new leaf.

And I tried. I really
Really did.

But it wasn't good enough
Was it?

Because
I left you
Pushed you aside
Threw you away.

And I felt relief
Afterwards.
Like you were the one
Stopping me

Stopping me from
Living, from truly
Truly living.

But I know
That if I saw you
Again, I would run back to
You, just to see
How our story
Ends.

~june 2018

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