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Love (luhv):
I remember the night when everything fell apart. It was the end of summer; the beginning of a new era. How ironic that nothing would ever be the same. We tried to glue it back together. But it failed to stick. So, we duct taped it back together. The adhesive is still holding, but it's slowly inching away. My biggest fear is that we will be completely damaged and lost to this world. But then I realize that you are the paper boat on the river and I'm the wind that keeps pushing you. The river might have rapids and water falls but I will always be there. Be there to catch you on your way down; your parachute on your way down from skydiving. You are the golden rays that grace my face while I'm missing you during the summer months. You are the supreme light that never disappears on the hill. You are the warm sand on my toes guiding me to the water's edge to watch the sunset (even though I despise the beach.) I would do absolutely anything for you. I have bruises on my knees from falling for you. But the consolation prize is much greater then grass stains on my jeans and black and indigo badges. You are the highway winding through all the trials and tribulations, the ecstasy and jubilance. I'm in a rusted car that's bound to get lost on you. Bound to crash, but I can always call a tow truck. I always drive slowly so I wont miss the view on the way there. I might deviate from the path but I'll always be back. Always. I don't even know myself, but there's one thing I do know. You are the only thing I will ever need.
I can't define love for anyone else. But that's the best I could do for myself. And it doesn't even come close to what I feel when you brush against me, when we are sitting in silence staring into each other's eyes, watching Rent, painting book marks together, or whatever other crazy things we will eventually do.
You can't imagine the hurt I feel when you are with her instead of me.
But I'm still here.
Kindell.
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