I'm bound by the love I felt that day, in the heat of the summer sun. Pure ecstasy. Baklava, and other honey treats, the smell of sugar and alcohol. The summer air clung to my skin and I was alive. I felt the rush. I was in love with him, in love with life. And I was so alive. Senses tingling, heart beating fast with longing and desire.
Love like that isn't meant to last forever. It's intoxicating. Consuming. Debilitating. Electric shocks aren't good for your heart.
I still cry every now and then when I hear his name, see his face in a crowd. But I am blessed to be one of the lucky few who will experience a love like that. And for that I will be forever grateful.
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