my persons, my words.

Once upon a day, you came along…

And your brawny body shrieked of manhood,
while your fond soul squealed of passion.

And your cerulean-colored eyes quietly told a story of a man lost between the paths of love and virtue, trying to find his other half miles and miles away from him.

But as the distance grew thin, your stereotypical yet ironic ways began to fade away.

And then there was just you.

And then you knocked on my lifeless door,
ever so lightly,
and I opened up the portal to my heart.

And you took the freedom to sit at the edge of my bed,
while I sat exactly three feet away on that wooden chair,
the one where I spent hours contemplating the thought of you,
and you sighed.

And I asked, “Are you here?”
Because I felt you so far away.
But you answered, “Forever.”
And then, with a smile in my eyes, I knew….

Because as you spoke the one word, you stood up from my bed.

And as you cautiously walked towards me,
I felt my heart battling with my insides,
just trying to exit my body…
Just trying to unite with yours.

And as our lips touched,
and your strong hands caressed the sides of my face,
I realized nothing had ever felt this wondrous,
because nothing had ever managed to fill me up with such euphoria as this breath-taking experience, literally.

But then we both realized this experience was getting to me,
as I was slowly fainting inside your arms.

Yet you held me up gently just in time,
whispering into my neck with a worrisome voice, “You promised forever.”

And as I felt your breath against my neck,
and your words reach my ears,
I whispered back with a faded, yet genuine, smile, “And forever it’ll be.”

And it was forever,
because the man your eyes preached about was you.
And the other half miles and miles away was me.

And now we are here.
And it is forever…