• Close Your Eyes…

    by  • March 28, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Inspiration • 3 Comments

    and try to remember the moment. You knew it was coming..or maybe you had no idea. You were nervous..you were excited. They looked you in the eyes, their voice shook a bit..and they some how let the words escape:

    “I love you.”

    Go back to that moment…how infinite you felt. Time hung in the air. The world was spinning and your breath couldn’t keep up with your heart beat. You were endlessly happy. You were golden.

    And now we all write on here…longing to feel golden again. Longing to feel anything remotely close. Love has ended… and the memories feel so distant. So distant that it’s almost hard to believe they happened. That maybe instead, they were apart of some blurry dream that runs away every time you get anywhere close to it.

    But close your eyes and let it rush back. Let all the memories crash into you at full speed…because those are all you have to prove that magic exists. That love is real. Because no matter how it ended…you still have those moments. Those moments where everyone around you was merely a shadow…and it was just you two smiling up at each other.

    It’s remembering these moments that will help you find your way back. Remembering these moments will bring you to magic once again.

    3 Responses to Close Your Eyes…

    1. faceless
      March 28, 2012 at 7:33 pm

      *sigh* I remember that night almost every day, when she let slip she loved me. She didn’t mean to, but I saw it in her sparkling eyes and heard it in her nervous voice. She was a bit embarrassed at first when I completed the thought for her, because I don’t think she expected me to return it.

      That was truly the start of something beautiful, and the following four months were among the best I can remember as love and faith grew.

      Now I’m left wondering if I’ll ever find it again, so pure and beautiful and amazing. Not for the feeling that resonated within my own chest, but for the feeling I knew I created in hers: the safety, the beauty, the value and worth.

      It hurts to remember, to reminisce about that night and all the other memories we created since, but at the same time it brings a hope, that if it could happen once then perhaps it can happen again. And next time, there is no way I’m going to let her go, whoever she may be.

    2. author
      March 28, 2012 at 8:00 pm

      Exactly. I’m sorry that things didn’t work out. I still look back at the amazing memories I made with my exboyfriend and how special they all are. But you said it right…you need to use those memories as hope. There is someone out there who will give you faith again. 🙂

    3. DC
      March 30, 2012 at 8:08 pm

      Bravo and very well said!

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