This is my first blog, my very first article i'll be writing about love,life,happiness, brokenness and anything in between. I hope you like it.
Is there no bubble in the world that could encage us for a minute? A Bubble that would block away the world’s intentions of ruining us, no crazy Ex-girlfriends who are planning their best to get back at us; Bubble that would serve as a filter from the lies and the trust issues that find its way to the weak spots in our body and eventually accumulate and burst into termites eating up what we built. I know it’s selfish to keep you for myself and I that it won’t be possible for you are not mine to begin with but can I just please live in a hypothetical notion that in some God-given, Fairy-granted dream, I could possibly be with you inside a bubble; inside the bubble where no fears may infiltrate our frail hearts and where no negativities could penetrate our overly protective defense mechanism.
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I know I’m too naïve to believe that we’d ever get our shot or maybe too damn hopeful for my own sake. It won’t hurt me if I dream right? It’s just that in this foggy world where I see no path for us to walk through, where I see no destination, I’m standing alone clothed with anxiety and regret that this love will always be one-side of the tape. I’m scared I won’t be able to find any other avenue to let you listen to the euphoric beatings of my traitorous heart. I’m saddened that you may be gone without knowing the supernova explosions you continually cause just by the smiles you paint. It’s funny that the skies cry hard during rainy season yet my heart feels like the warmth of summer never left every time I hear you talk. I know I may never hear enough pep talks to persuade me to gather up some balls to talk to you, but please, don’t let me the world ruin your smile. Don’t let life steal the positivity your smile brings to the people around you. Don’t let the criticisms falter the sound of your voice. Don’t let the haters prevent your heart from expanding widely, because my love, my love this world may be corrupt at all cost and cruel at all means possible but you are the unconquerable spirit life envies. So before you the worlds notices you and plot their plan-to-conquer, which they will, at least grant me a one minute bubble moment. Be encage with me in a tight encapsulated place where we could hide and where we could be free; free to talk, to laugh, to dance and even free to love, Mi Amor concede mi Deseo.
Let us talk about our fears, regrets, our firsts and even our lasts. Let our mouths caress the minds of the other and let our words, lull us to sleep at night. Let our physical proximities inside one bubble send unending tingles up to the nucleus of our every cell and let that be a reminder that in this wish-killer and hope-deflator world. I’ll get a bubble moment with you where life didn’t have a chance to ruin, where people never had to give remarks or where our own insecurities never overruled our feelings. And when.. the saddest and most tragic moment happens, when the bubble finally burst and we are back as targets of the arrows and bullets of hesitations and reluctance. Remember that we had a minute. Remember that we had a bubble. Remember the last words that I said. Remember the warmth of my last hug, the taste of my last kiss. Remember us but when all of the things we did and when the all the things we built would crumble down and would evaporate into nothingness, remember my name at least.
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