Today, you told me not to jump out of windows until I've learned how to fly.
Today, I felt like you cared.
Today, I felt that some part of that imaginary universe that I dreamed of had become reality. A tiny sliver of it--almost trifling. But, it filled me.
Warmth, happiness, yearning, and hope--so much hope, like a freaking tsunami--surged through my veins, replacing the plasma of my blood with you. The very essence of you.
Suddenly, I wasn't drowning in the ocean of infinite mundanity, but I was floating in space. Futures, and promises, and hope--that goddamn hope--littered the galaxy in numbers commensurate with the amount of stars, and meteors, and other celestial beings.
For a moment there, I saw you and me--together. The clock is right next to us, the seconds ticking by, but we pay it no heed. Instead, we focus on each other--on the wrinkles that manifest by the corners of our eyes as we laugh. We laugh, not because we said something funny. We laugh, because we love each other. We laugh, because we've been taught that there was no such thing as a happy ending, and yet, here we are.
We laugh because we've defied the laws of physics--we took apart the code of the Universe, and we tore it into pieces, one legislation at a time.
For a moment there, I felt infinite, invincible. I felt I could transcend the boundaries of space, of identities, of social conformity. For a moment there, I felt happy--with you.
But then, my alarm rings. I'm reminded of time--of time zones, and of continents, and of oceans apart. I'm willing to plunge into the icy Atlantic and search for you amongst the coral reefs.
But, I'm afraid you won't do the same.
I'm willing to jump out a million windows, break all 206 bones in my body, just for you to glance my way.
But, I'm afraid you will look away. And that would break the one thing that will shatter me forever--my heart.
Who am I kidding, though? You already have my heart, and unknowingly, you dangle it from a thousand foot cliff.
Funny how I trust you. Funny how I'm the one who hands you the thin-sparse thread, so you can play puppeteer.
You told me not to jump out of windows until I've learned to fly, but I've already grown wings and you--
Now, I'm tumbling down the edges of a bluff, and I close my eyes, and I see you.
the one who will never love someone else aside from you, my darling
