Something I Wrote When I Was In Love With You
His review had just come to an end. It wasn’t approved. It wasn’t approved and the sky wept for us because our goodbye was coming even though we pretended that it wasn’t. We moved the car and I sat and stared back and forth between raindrops hitting the windshield and his face that I was attempting to engrave in my mind.
And then, we were kissing one another, our lips are like magnets that have an affinity of finding each other. And our hands were roaming and clothing was being hastily thrown off. We tried to use physicality to distract us from facing the absence of physicality that was to come.
But the physicality wasn’t enough and salty tears slipped their way between our locked lips, prying them apart to reveal bloodshot eyes rimmed with tears and blotchy red faces. The facade we had build failed and with a crack of lightning that released more rain from the clouds, my heart split open and it was all released. My fear, my love, my anxiety—the denial was gone and now was time to face goodbye.
It was time though neither one of us wanted it to be time. And we reassured one another that our love was real, but even streams dry out and my reassurance through words could not be enough in that moment. That moment that was so real and so closed off from the rest of the world. That moment when my soul was truly naked for the first time.
And I kissed his back. I pressed kisses into the skin of his back, attempting to convey the love I had developed for him since October 5.
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