Him.
That wonderful force. That perfectly imperfect being.
Never have i felt so at peace next to anybody yet his love unsettled me like an never-ending earthquake.
It was 2 years ago exactly.
He told me. He told me he loved me.
I didn't know how to deal with it.
A never-ending earthquake. That's some scary shit. So you run. You stay away from it.
He's happy now with a girl that has way more courage than me. And that's beautiful.
I always think of him. Silently. So my head won't hear it. So my heart won't see it.
One day i'll dance when the earth starts shaking under me again. Yes, i'll dance.
