It is the easiest thing to do; falling.
It happens in unexpected ways we only discover when we feel the ground fast approaching.
For a long time our mind is in ‘denial mode’.
Throwing out those below the belt lines like:
“You’re not falling, this is stupid.”
“Why did you do this again?”
…or my personal best:
“Let me just stand in the way of your FEELINGS for a while and let it hit you all at once.”
Falling is hard, falling is stupid. Yet, I manage to do it so well.
I don’t share my heart with everyone, if anything it is so sheltered from previous rain that it may have never wanted to see the light again.
But then there was him.
So begins an unexpected spark of curiosity, somehow pulling sacred thoughts out of my mind and sharing them in an open space. Instantly pulling down any walls or fears in it’s path.
There are very few people in this world who give off so much light, he is one of them.
My cover came off.
It has gone back on a few times, too. Once I can feel the warmth of the light, it slips me back into the comfort of the shade.
Slowly humming ‘just keep me where the light is’ I awaken into the unknown, where clocks have stopped and moments stand still. Eventually gravity slowly takes its toll.
The car ride home sets reality into place.
It is a ticking time bomb.
One that simply stops when he is near, and fastens the further we fall apart.
But somehow I know in order to feel the light, I have to fall into it.
Even if it’s only temporary.
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