The Me and Her

It starts with the sound of J. Tillman, If You’ve Got to Go, Go Now, lurching in the depths of a cold dark room, void of light but that from your daffodils.

Natural selection has made it so that we as human beings should avoid danger and do what it takes to survive, ie. we should not walk into a burning house, and run with those good old survival instincts. But I live in this burning house and I cannot leave. Everything enchanting yet volatile lives here. I myself conflicted with my own and her. Two different species, one divine and the other enchanting.

The world has a map planned for all, and to me, fate’s as big a force in this world as the light and sound we wake up to each morning.

Following the most classic of meet-cute’s, the words of her Marilyn came to mind;

‘As for lovers, well, they’ll come and go too. And baby, I hate to say it, most of them — actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can’t give up because if you give up, you’ll never find your soulmate’

At this point, I knew that whatever was to happen, was to happen. Few moments in life are so exhilarating that your whole concept of love can be traced back to one smile.

For me, here, there was nothing else that could be done. I was on her hook. From her impromptu bursts into song to her ineffable azure eyes, she was perfection. I truly wish I could say this wasn’t the case, but there’s no other way.

Who am I? What am I to her? Will she ever take me? Will I ever take her?

‘I love you but i’m afraid to love you’- Jeff Buckley

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