I think I always loved you but I never really realized it until the night you almost got hit by that car. I remember it was fall. It was cold outside and we were walking home from somewhere. It was just getting dark out and we walked under the street lamps towards my apartment building and it seemed like everytime we passed under one, a raindrop would fall off and hit one of us. I was holding your hand and I remember looking up at the moon that had began to peak up from the clouds. Suddenly, it seemed like you had teleported, your hand was gone and I heard a car screech and you were standing in the middle of the road with this stupid look on your face. I yelled out, my blood rushing both hot and freezing. The car honked and you quickly ran back towards me and we stared at each other for a moment. It had all happened so fast that I don't think either of us realized what happened.
I loved you before but it was after this I realized how much. It wasnt because of what I could have lost, no, it was the reason you stepped into the road. I had started to yell, my panic peaking into a scared anger when you sheepishly moved your arms to show me the kitten, a ratty wet black kitten. A stupid cat, I almost called it. But instead I burst into tears and hugged you. I could of yelled more, I could have told you that a cat isnt worth your life. Instead, I asked if this was our first cat in our journey to being crazy cat ladies together. You laughed, tears in your eyes too, and said yes.
That was the first time I fell in love with you, although, as there were many times after that.
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Of Things Unsaid
PoesiaText messages that were never sent, stories never written, and things that never saw the light of day. An abstract short story and poetry collection that take both true events and fictional ones into one book. Book by Addison Snow.
