i want to see more relationship plots like the ones i grew up seeing happen right in front of me from my family SO here are some relationship plots based on actual relationships i know in real life all involved with respective family members. tw: ment to death, speeding, drug, alc, violence
LIVED TO LOVE / weāve known each other since we knew anything because youāre my big brotherās best friend in the whole world and i know heās told me a million times that his friends are just off-limits but we didnāt even mean for it to happen, but long nights on vacation where heās off with his girlfriend and itās just you and me at the beach house lead to long talks and heās so mad that the proof is still there in the dent in the wall of the sand-covered kitchen. and itās messy and weāre dysfunctional, but senior prom together has never looked so good. iāve got big plans but you spend your long weekends in the woods learning what it means to burn and drink and bubble like an angry balloon filled with too much cheap beer. besides, itās just a fling, right? when you tell me youāre enlisting i laugh because youāre kidding right? when you leave we laugh it away even if i drive home feeling sick to my stomach. you come back, later, older with a tattoo and a glint in your smile and the kid at my hip has your granddads eyes and my curly hair. we try to quit each other, co-raise our kid but she takes after me and looks up with you with the same crooked smile and, whoops, maybe iām in love with you after all.
LOVING THE SUN / we meet later than most. youāve got your two good hands and a heart full of good will, four little kids running around your house as you trip over yourself to give them what they deserve because their dad liked to drive too fast too late and he never saw the headlights coming. and iām scars and rough hands, and i spent my life trying to unlearn the violence that put itself into my bones but my laugh sets you on fire and makes you feel happy again. and when we fight, itās thunderstorms and hail because we both know what itās like to have nothing in the world going in your way, but when weāre good weāre the best. and maybe, just maybe, we can be what we need in life. because i donāt drive too fast and you have unlearnt the taste of liquor on your tongue, so maybe your quiet life can be my quiet life and we can wait out the storm together.
THE MOON & ITāS ECLIPSE / we grow up together. we spend our childhood skinning our knees together and laughing it off. our parents have dinner together every other week and my little sister and your mom talk about books while our dads laugh like their life depends on it. and weāre the best of friends. and high school comes and we get sent in different ways, but weāre still there for each other. on the day of eighth grade graduation, i kiss you because your laugh is the only thing that makes me feel right and you realize that iām the piece thatās been missing. whatās this life worth if itās not big enough for the both of us. my tan skin and paint-stained hands fit picture perfect against your lanky sort of accidental kindness. and youāre all i ever want to know. because iām rough edges to everyone but you, and we fight because youāre thoughtless and iām angry, but weāre together through it all. from prom to graduation to college. and itās hell to love someone that walks around life like itās their place when iāve never seen the other side of the hill but itās all i want to do.
SUNLIT LOVERS / youāre the one that thought pink was a color of the rainbow, who fails at not tripping over their own feet, the one that everyone thinks is beauty personified, and iā¦ donāt know how to act. iām too sharp for anyoneās taste and i canāt get over all the bitter hate thatās embedded itself in my soul but, hey, whatās it matter, iāll agree to tutor you in math because you may not know the difference between the properties of geometry but iām the kid that started a fist fight the first week of freshman year. i just never thought iād start loving the way your smile reaches your eyes and how you bite your lip when youāre thinking hard and how you care more about the sunrise and the flowers than similar triangles. and maybe you can see beyond the furrowed brow and off-set anger. because my more golden twin might call you stupid behind you back but iāll punch the lights out of anyone that gives you shit for your dyscalculia. so baby letās do it. iāll be your instagram pose and sunlit morning if youāll let me tell you how i feel about this anger thatās in me and my daddy issues. weāll be that obnoxious couple that makes out all over the freshman hallway if it makes you smile that smile at me.
THUS WITH A KISS I DIE / iām the kid from the wrong side of the tracks. your mom doesnāt see the golden part of me but the mud iām tracking in across her expensive carpets. they donāt like me, or my foreign accent, or the way my tongue stumbles across your mother tongue, but YOU like me enough for them all. youāre their precious little one who they donāt trust at all, because youāre a whim at any moment and you wear your heart on your sleeve. iām the scholarship kid who just wants to help people and maybe i want to fix all those broken, messy parts of you and make you mine. and they donāt approve, but youāre so sure about everything that it makes them feel bad to put that crooked frown on your face when they talk about my mother and how i donāt know the difference between salad and dinner forks and my red lips. maybe weāre not right for each other but doesnāt it feel right? when weāre not fighting about your fast driving and my taste for trouble. and who cares if weāre ready, because our kids have your skin and my smile even if i pray at night they never have your flippancy or my white-hot anger.
