Romance & Reality

Words unsaid, hearts unspoken, and an absence that lingers.

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Thursday | July 10th

09:16 | pm

It’s almost 8:30pm,

But you’re nowhere to be found.

Usually it’s you who waits for me,

But tonight I’ve found myself in your shoes.

8:00pm| you’re not there

8:13pm| still no you.

8:30pm| nothing.

8:40pm| eyes deceived.

Where are you?

You’re never late.

Always early.

Sitting in your usual open stance,

Your usual shirtless attire.

Your usual glass,

In your right hand.

Calm, relaxed, patiently waiting.

For me.

Worry creeps upon me,

But I continue on,

Because soon you’ll be there.

You’ll be here.

You won’t leave me alone.

You never leave me alone.

You can’t leave me alone.

Disappointment takes over.

Unwilling to accept your absence,

I grant one last glance.

To my surprise,

It was her.

Silently sitting.

Painfully waiting.

Tearfully watching.

Attempting to make her presence known,

The best way she knew how.

A soft plead,

A silent surrender.

A cry of defeat.

On our last night,

I knew things would shift.

But so soon?

Even through the distance,

I could feel her pain.

Heartbroken, shattered, defeated.

She’s caught a glimpse of me before.

She knows she wouldn’t win the battle,

That she’s unequipped for war.

But I would never.

I could never.

Intentionally cause harm to her.

But you…

But I…

But we…

It’s supposed to be us.

It was always supposed to be us.

Before we even knew,

It was supposed to be us.

In this life and the next,

Past, present and future—us.

Maybe we will bloom,

In another lifetime.

But the next life is too far,

it’s supposed to be now.

You’re mine.

I’m yours.

We can’t stop here.

No.

You know that I do not wait,

You know that I cannot wait.

My mind, my heart, my soul,

Will painfully ache.

But for you,

I’ll consider.

For you,

I’ll give in.

Because it’s always been us,

At 8:30pm.

Painfully yours,

Analise