"Arnold Palmer", she said boldly. "Arnold Palmer", I repeated in my head, learning to mouth those words I've never said before, learning confidence from a girl who said she had none. She was an inspiration of a different kind-the one that sang your sorrows away, the one that listening and cheered in your joy, the one that can never say a goodbye.
I remember having met her to say goodbye to her, to let us weep in the sorrow of separation-but as I left her side today, I didn't feel the pain of growing apart. The gold I've found in her wisdom and words, the joy I find in her logic and emotions-they never belonged to a physical reality. They always belonged to a virtual world-a world where Saturdays were life-the third dimension of our relationship. I never felt a tinge of sorrow-for we weren't losing each other, we were in fact, growing together in separate paths-when were we even on the same path?
In comfortable silence, we chewed our food-the delicacies perfecting the mood. It was just her presence that I needed, just the way her deep black eyes sparkled. I call myself the eyes which speak, but it wouldn't know how to speak if not for her-it lit up a smile. She called it "the sunshine in our smiles." She was synonymous to hope, to being the brother I never had, to the family I wanted to choose. We were weird that we found solace in each others' presence, but what better than knowing when you say nothing and feeling so much more than you can actually put into words?
We were distorted-imperfect figures-an embodiment of shame for some. But in all these flaws, we loved ourselves. How else would we know the importance of being who we are and not anyone else? Proud teenagers, I say we are. Proud of all the hope and strength we still see in life.
Our lives has traveled on distant parallels, parallels we chose not be ashamed of. If life was about choices-this was the best choice we made. The choice of never-regretting, the choice of taking pride in our choices. And if life was about finding the right person-I think I've found my right person. And no, she isn't from the opposite sex and no, we aren't getting married. The best part of this relationship is that we find, we grow, we love and we fall right back into each other at the end of the day-because we've found our soul-twins, and we can grow apart comfortably-because we know the other is always there.
Always has never meant anything so real ever before.
Always, star-crossed soul-twin. Always.
I remember having met her to say goodbye to her, to let us weep in the sorrow of separation-but as I left her side today, I didn't feel the pain of growing apart. The gold I've found in her wisdom and words, the joy I find in her logic and emotions-they never belonged to a physical reality. They always belonged to a virtual world-a world where Saturdays were life-the third dimension of our relationship. I never felt a tinge of sorrow-for we weren't losing each other, we were in fact, growing together in separate paths-when were we even on the same path?
In comfortable silence, we chewed our food-the delicacies perfecting the mood. It was just her presence that I needed, just the way her deep black eyes sparkled. I call myself the eyes which speak, but it wouldn't know how to speak if not for her-it lit up a smile. She called it "the sunshine in our smiles." She was synonymous to hope, to being the brother I never had, to the family I wanted to choose. We were weird that we found solace in each others' presence, but what better than knowing when you say nothing and feeling so much more than you can actually put into words?
We were distorted-imperfect figures-an embodiment of shame for some. But in all these flaws, we loved ourselves. How else would we know the importance of being who we are and not anyone else? Proud teenagers, I say we are. Proud of all the hope and strength we still see in life.
Our lives has traveled on distant parallels, parallels we chose not be ashamed of. If life was about choices-this was the best choice we made. The choice of never-regretting, the choice of taking pride in our choices. And if life was about finding the right person-I think I've found my right person. And no, she isn't from the opposite sex and no, we aren't getting married. The best part of this relationship is that we find, we grow, we love and we fall right back into each other at the end of the day-because we've found our soul-twins, and we can grow apart comfortably-because we know the other is always there.
Always has never meant anything so real ever before.
Always, star-crossed soul-twin. Always.
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