Peace

Peace was once something I thought was just a myth. I had heard of it but never experienced it. I had pacified myself several times. But I had never found true peace. I had looked for it in many places. All wrong, but at least I looked. Until one day, it hit me. The day had been fucked up in so many ways. A very long day to say the least. I had scheduled for you to come over and hang like we always do. Nothing new, right? Wrong. This time was different. The connection between us was different. You had had a bad day as well, and all I could do was try to make it better even if I failed. The instant your lips touched mine, I felt it. An overpowering wave of all sorts of emotions flooded through my body into my soul. I almost fainted. You were much more to me then. You had become more than just a very close friend, you had become a major part of my life. I didn’t want to let you go. Later l, as I was holding you close I realized that this is what true peace must feel like. I had no worries in the world. It was you and me. And that’s all that mattered. I used to try and convince myself that things would eventually get better. But I never believed it, until then.