Time Heals Everything
I fell in love with the way we communicated:
Seconds to minutes,
Minutes to hours,
Time was nonexistent and couldn't contain Us.
The way we exchanged ideas and created our own.
Dreams that kissed the stars,
and realities that whispered we could.
"Everything is going to be okay," you constantly reminded me.
I fell in love with your potential.
Every day was a new adventure;
Never sticking to a script, but writing as it unfolded.
I was your idea of perfection,
Until I wasn't any longer.
You dug deep and didn't like what was uncovered.
All of the skeletons in my closet, those you convinced me to be ashamed of.
Dragging my past into Our present, but how far would you go?
You delved and how was I to know?
Not once did I doubt you,
Not once did I invade your space,
But here you are,
Seeking the tainted answers you were yearning for.
Ignoring your faults,
isolating myself,
still not satisfied.
You sought comfort outside of the solace you had once discovered,
still not satisfied.
I remember the way my heart sank;
My intuition knew before I wanted to.
Since our time apart I have achieved what we spoke of,
Almost instantaneously.
We were a paradox:
Opposed together,
but grasped apart.
-Bri3