Rather, does it live in our lives as more of a tight sphere of self-interest?
On a drive home from picking up lunch, there was silence I interrupted with a kind observation.
Just a few words pertaining to their presence in my life and the amount I cherished it.
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I remember thinking: these are the moments we forget to take in.
Moments of external peace met by the person who brings you internal peace.
As an adult, I think we find out these eclipses dont happen often.
The soft jaw line.
With hands on the wheel and eyes towards the dash, they responded with a single syllable:
Thanks.
Im still a little surprised at my own offenses weight.
As you could imagine, my heart fell to the floor mat.
I looked back out the window.
The radio wasnt on.
The road wasnt filled with traffic.
The air in that moment just echoed apathy.
It didnt, and still doesnt, even matter what I said first.
I sucked the corners of my cheeks.
Tire rubber continued to buzz.
An Oh, okay dispersed from my mouth.
The person furrowed their dark brows in stoic confusion.
Still watching the road, he asked, Did you just say it to hear it back?
And Ive been punctured by the question ever since that afternoon in July.
What good does it do if we only love those who love us back?
Rather, does it live in our lives as more of a tight sphere of self-interest?
Id like to be honest here for a second.
And Id love it if youd be honest for two.
Otherwise, you cant call it love.
you’ve got the option to call it pathetic.
Its a tale as old as time: Boy meets girl.
Girl falls head over heels and they live happily ever after.
But is it actually possible in a relationship that two people hold the same barometer of love?
Its almost been a year since that afternoon.
The car ended up parked back at its starting point.
Shortly after, so did the relationship.
Or how they dont.
