i want to see more relationship plots like the ones i grew up seeing happen right in front of me from my family SO here are some relationship plots based on actual relationships i know in real life all involved with respective family members. tw: ment to death, speeding, drug, alc, violence
LIVED TO LOVE / we’ve known each other since we knew anything because you’re my big brother’s best friend in the whole world and i know he’s told me a million times that his friends are just off-limits but we didn’t even mean for it to happen, but long nights on vacation where he’s off with his girlfriend and it’s just you and me at the beach house lead to long talks and he’s so mad that the proof is still there in the dent in the wall of the sand-covered kitchen. and it’s messy and we’re dysfunctional, but senior prom together has never looked so good. i’ve got big plans but you spend your long weekends in the woods learning what it means to burn and drink and bubble like an angry balloon filled with too much cheap beer. besides, it’s just a fling, right? when you tell me you’re enlisting i laugh because you’re kidding right? when you leave we laugh it away even if i drive home feeling sick to my stomach. you come back, later, older with a tattoo and a glint in your smile and the kid at my hip has your granddads eyes and my curly hair. we try to quit each other, co-raise our kid but she takes after me and looks up with you with the same crooked smile and, whoops, maybe i’m in love with you after all.
LOVING THE SUN / we meet later than most. you’ve got your two good hands and a heart full of good will, four little kids running around your house as you trip over yourself to give them what they deserve because their dad liked to drive too fast too late and he never saw the headlights coming. and i’m scars and rough hands, and i spent my life trying to unlearn the violence that put itself into my bones but my laugh sets you on fire and makes you feel happy again. and when we fight, it’s thunderstorms and hail because we both know what it’s like to have nothing in the world going in your way, but when we’re good we’re the best. and maybe, just maybe, we can be what we need in life. because i don’t drive too fast and you have unlearnt the taste of liquor on your tongue, so maybe your quiet life can be my quiet life and we can wait out the storm together.
THE MOON & IT’S ECLIPSE / we grow up together. we spend our childhood skinning our knees together and laughing it off. our parents have dinner together every other week and my little sister and your mom talk about books while our dads laugh like their life depends on it. and we’re the best of friends. and high school comes and we get sent in different ways, but we’re still there for each other. on the day of eighth grade graduation, i kiss you because your laugh is the only thing that makes me feel right and you realize that i’m the piece that’s been missing. what’s this life worth if it’s not big enough for the both of us. my tan skin and paint-stained hands fit picture perfect against your lanky sort of accidental kindness. and you’re all i ever want to know. because i’m rough edges to everyone but you, and we fight because you’re thoughtless and i’m angry, but we’re together through it all. from prom to graduation to college. and it’s hell to love someone that walks around life like it’s their place when i’ve never seen the other side of the hill but it’s all i want to do.
SUNLIT LOVERS / you’re the one that thought pink was a color of the rainbow, who fails at not tripping over their own feet, the one that everyone thinks is beauty personified, and i… don’t know how to act. i’m too sharp for anyone’s taste and i can’t get over all the bitter hate that’s embedded itself in my soul but, hey, what’s it matter, i’ll agree to tutor you in math because you may not know the difference between the properties of geometry but i’m the kid that started a fist fight the first week of freshman year. i just never thought i’d start loving the way your smile reaches your eyes and how you bite your lip when you’re thinking hard and how you care more about the sunrise and the flowers than similar triangles. and maybe you can see beyond the furrowed brow and off-set anger. because my more golden twin might call you stupid behind you back but i’ll punch the lights out of anyone that gives you shit for your dyscalculia. so baby let’s do it. i’ll be your instagram pose and sunlit morning if you’ll let me tell you how i feel about this anger that’s in me and my daddy issues. we’ll be that obnoxious couple that makes out all over the freshman hallway if it makes you smile that smile at me.
THUS WITH A KISS I DIE / i’m the kid from the wrong side of the tracks. your mom doesn’t see the golden part of me but the mud i’m tracking in across her expensive carpets. they don’t like me, or my foreign accent, or the way my tongue stumbles across your mother tongue, but YOU like me enough for them all. you’re their precious little one who they don’t trust at all, because you’re a whim at any moment and you wear your heart on your sleeve. i’m the scholarship kid who just wants to help people and maybe i want to fix all those broken, messy parts of you and make you mine. and they don’t approve, but you’re so sure about everything that it makes them feel bad to put that crooked frown on your face when they talk about my mother and how i don’t know the difference between salad and dinner forks and my red lips. maybe we’re not right for each other but doesn’t it feel right? when we’re not fighting about your fast driving and my taste for trouble. and who cares if we’re ready, because our kids have your skin and my smile even if i pray at night they never have your flippancy or my white-hot anger.
