As I’m writing this my mind is tired, my body is tired, but something inside my is very much awake.
I can still feel how thick the air was against my skin, almost as warm as the tension between the three of us. The grass felt so comforting against my feet. The moisture on the ground, the softness of the green; it welcomed me. Us. The stars were so bright, almost peculiar, almost too perfect, almost just for us. We were walking to a destination but my mind was undressing each movement made- but the two of you. Noticing the synchronicities, the smiles, the night surrounding us. The trees were so welcoming as well. Reaching their branches up & over to create a fortress for us. The moon hid & maybe for reasons I don’t understand. Maybe we needed to be alone in the dark with each other. After all, you two are my moon & stars. If I’m stuck I want it to be with you two. If I’m soaring I want it to be with you two. This may be a simulation, but maybe that’s another coping mechanism to hide the truth. I mean. There’s many truths, but mine is simple. To give love. To love you two.
