A thousand dancing stars and a single thought of you
This piece is to the one whose affection I hold like a mug of hot cocoa on winter evenings, hi. You know, when I first met you, I did not intend to fall for you as hard as I did. But gradually, with no breaks, whiff of hesitation, or doubt, I found myself utterly in love with you.
To say I do not know why I love you would be a lie. But these reasons are all cliches. I could say you’re amazing, thoughtful, and hot as hell, but I’m sure you’ve heard it a thousand times. But I have other reasons. I love that you obsess over new things and dance in awkward places. I’m so in love with you; I hope you know.
They say good things never last, and I know that’s true because I can no longer call you mine. Regardless, your love has stayed with me since we said goodbye. So, I guess the best things last forever.
It’s how you effortlessly become the most extraordinary person in the room the moment you step in. Remember when you had that one shoe as a kid, and everyone looked at you with envy wishing they were you? That’s how I felt every waking moment I had you to myself. From dawn to dusk, I leaped like a child with ice cream for breakfast. You were the star in my night, the sun to my day; there is no ocean I wouldn’t cross to put a smile on your face.
Since you left, I’ve searched for perfection in everyone I meet. Maybe if I found someone that checked all my boxes, it would be easier to let go of you. But I don’t want perfect. I want you; you’re my kind of perfect. If I could have anyone under heaven, I’d pick you for all the days of my life and a day more.
I’ve not stopped thinking of you. Even when I’m one with sleep, you inhabit the core of my being. I wasn’t looking for love, but the moment you walked, I knew I wanted to have you around until the earth stopped spinning and there were no longer creatures in the sea. Until God calls the saints home and the world is reduced to nothing, I want to be yours.
Last night I spoke to a friend, and you came up. He said I’m still in love with you, and I denied it. But he saw it in my eyes, the eyes, chico, they never lie.
And I know I might never get to hold your hands in a dance. I fear that you’d find someone who would cloud all the affection I showed you. And all I can do is stand, watch and be happy for you. But you make me the happiest person on earth; on bad days, all I have to do is think of you, and my eyes glitter with ebullience.
Do I still love you? I can’t imagine the day I don’t.
Annnddddd scene. This is my last post for the year, and I want to thank everyone who has read, clapped, dropped a comment, and shared my work. I hope to see you all next year. You can still read my book here 7 letters to Ruby.
Enjoy, loves.
