tirsdag 29. juli 2014

Every night I'm losing you in a thousand faces. Now it feels we're as close as strangers

He said he fell in love with you the moment he saw you smile at the sky. Only a week after you met. You wake up one day, and you can't remember your life without him in it. All those days you used to spend alone, are suddenly filled with him. You're doing everything together. He's there when you wake up, and he's there when you fall asleep. It's all so quick, and although you're terrified, you let yourself fall in love with him. But the thing is: he has a very big heart, and he falls in love quickly and intensely. One day when you're doing the laundry together, he'll be chatting to you about that person he met on the tube home on Tuesday evening. And he'll ramble on about how they were hilarious and that he got their number. There's this little unpleasant drag behind your sternum, but you ignore it in favour to smile at that stupidly gorgeous boy in front of you. It doesn't take long until he's fallen in love with the person he met on the tube. And it's then you realise how much space you made for him. In your life, in your heart. It makes your chest hurt, because his love was so overwhelming and great. But maybe you already knew how it would end anyway, maybe that's what your chest was trying to tell you when he first told you about this person who could make him laugh so hard that he started crying at 8:00 pm on a Tuesday. You don't spite him because you know it's just in his nature, maybe he loves in a different way than what you do. He still loves you, and you still love him. Just not in the same way. 

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