Their love was a spring, a beautiful flowing river that soared high, then fled low, then turned high again, then turned low…
Not.
Theirs had been a river that never went anywhere, an obstructed hardened path that was adhered to firmly….
An unbreakable well too deep to span, only harder.
An inflexible well that didn’t even move with the flow of the tide, just flow against it.
Their love was two people,
bound together so tightly,
each others’ salvation could only be found through the other….
Oh love you were flowing, so high, so free.
You were the most Amazing.
You were the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
And then something happened.
You stopped flowing.
You stopped soaring,
You stopped growing,
And you were just…
Stagnant.
You were stagnant with your love,
And with life,
You were stagnant.
You were stagnant with life,
And with love,
You were stagnant.
You were stagnant with life,
And with love,
You were stagnant and I could not keep your flow going.
I could not keep you soaring.
I could not keep you growing,
And that is what I am most sorry for....
But I still loved you,
Even when you were stagnant,
I loved you.
Regardless of how our love was stagnant,
I loved you.
Regardless of whether or not my love was enough for you,
I loved you,
Because what else could I do?
What else should I have done?
I loved you.
I loved you so much I would have done anything to keep you alive.
To keep you flowing,
To keep you soaring,
To keep you growing,
And keep you more than afloat.
I loved you,
I loved you so much,
And I still love you so much.
I love you so much it hurts,
It aches more than anything,
And more than you might,
More than you ever will,
Embody… that feeling.
That feeling when you fall in love.
That feeling.
That feeling.
That absolutely indescribable, intangible, unbelievable, undeniable, heart-felt, soul-shattering, mind-boggling, sensation love there is no explanation for.