There hadnt been one specific moment. It was like gradualy waking up. You go from being asleep to the space between dreaming and awake and then into consciousness. Its a slow process but when youre awake theres no mistaking it. There was no mistaking that it had been love.
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Love is scary it changes it can go away. Thats the part of the risk. I dont want to be scared anymore.
He came up and kissed me on my forehead and before he stepped away I closed my eyes and tried hard to memorize this moment. I wanted to remember him exactly as he was right then how his arms looked brown against his white shirt the way his hair was cut a little too short in the front. Even the bruise there because of me.Then he was gone.Just for that moment the thought that I might never see him again it felt worse than death. I wanted torun after him. Tell him anything everything. Just dont go. Please just never go. Please just always be near me so I can at least see you.Because it felt final. I always believed that we would find our way back to each other every time. That no matter what we would be connectedby our history by this house. But this time this last time it felt final. Like I would never see him again or that when I did it would be different there would be a mountain between us.I knew it in my bones. That this time was it. I had finally made my choice and so had he. He let me go. I was relieved which I expected. What I didnt expect was to feel so much grief.Bye bye Birdie.
I love Jere more than anybody. Hes my brother my family. I hate myself for doing this. But when I see you two together I hate him too. His voice broke.Dont marry him. Dont be with him. Be with me.
Would you rather live one perfect day over and over or live your life with no perfect days but just decent ones
Thats when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasnt the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasnt enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasnt enough to know that deep down he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody show them you cared. And he just didnt. Not enough.
Its the imperfections that make things beautiful
Moments when lost cant be found again. Theyre just gone.