I See It All

You're so peaceful. Like a child. I wish I could capture this moment, bottle it up, and keep it forever. Your hand is clasped in mine. The scent of coffee and rain clings to your hair. It's intoxicating. 

And I can see it. The way the light catches the silver strands in your hair. The way the lines around your eyes deepen with every smile.

You think you can shield me from the wind. You don't seem to notice, though. You're so oblivious. You think I'm just being dramatic, that my fears are unfounded. 

But I see it all so clearly, dear. I see the ashes before the fire even begins. I see the charred remains of the lingering scent of smoke that persists in the air long after the flames have died. So, how can I not tremble at the thought of the petals scattering?

You just see the passion. You don't see the premonitions.

It's like a curse. Or perhaps, more accurately, a burden. To feel the love with such intensity only to have it magnified until every joy is overshadowed by the impending doom. 

Yet, there you are. Sitting across the counter. Your eyes shining with love that could melt glaciers. You believe in us. You believe in forever. And for a fleeting moment, I almost do too. 

I close my eyes. Savoring the warmth of your hand and the rhythm of your breath against my skin. To truly love is to embrace the fleeting and find solace in the ephemeral. Maybe I'm just a coward. Afraid to love, afraid to feel, afraid to lose. But the thought of life without that intensity… it feels emptier than any void I can imagine. 

Maybe it's not about avoiding the pain, as you said. Maybe it's about holding dear every precious moment. Knowing that even though it might end, it was real. It was beautiful.

And you're right. We have now. We have this moment. Perhaps, in time, I will learn to cherish the flight rather than fear the fall. And perhaps, I will learn to see the garden not as a tomb.

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