Monday, 4 March 2013

everything i can never tell you (II)


i took the long way home today, on the streets that used to smile at the sight of us holding hands. sunsets looked more beautiful to me then, but today, there was something that brought back the same comforting feelings which i thought were lost along with the dust of us. there's moments like these when i realize how much you're with me, even if you're not with me.

i understand now that distance is only a physical barrier that sometimes bodies cannot transcend, but the mind always does. my heart flutters at the thought that somewhere, miles away, you are under the same sky, watching the same sunset, and i smile, trying to remember how to breathe under the weight of all the feelings that burn under my skin. we are so much interconnected, no matter what we do. how else could i explain that my thoughts whisper warmly on the peaks of your shoulders and gently kiss the back of your neck each night, mmm?

yours, always,

"If you were here beside me, instead of in New York,
If the curve of you was curved on me,
I'd tell you that I loved you, before I even knew you,
'Cause I loved the simple thought of you.

If our hearts are never broken and there's no joy in the mending
There's so much this hurt can teach us both,
And there's distance and there's silence, your words have never left me,
They're the prayer that I say every day. "


  1. Beautiful. The imagery at the end, especially, was a great metaphor.