They were meant to be.
They had to be, didn’t they?
She kept seeing him again and again, in person and in her mind. But it was something more than that. Something intangible and indescribable. Words couldn’t do it justice. It was something you just had to feel. If you couldn’t feel it, you couldn’t understand it.
Try her best, she would call it a connection. A deep bond that was always there, even before their initial meeting. It would remain to be, whether over time it was ignored or cherished, watered or deprived. It was unbreakable. Time had proven that. There had been enough for both of them to change and grow into different people. They had spent years apart, with only random glimpses to survive on, and yet there was still that magnetic pull.
He lit her up like a Christmas tree grove, all strung up and beautiful, and from that, he basked in her glow. At times, it was faint. It was the soft haze of half-closed eyelids, limbs languid, and a Cheshire cat smile pointed at him. But truly she was the lighter than that. When she was around him, she was sunlight.
Why is it people say “till death do us part”? Why do we have lyrics saying, “I’ll love you till the sun burns out” and “one hundred and five is the number that comes to my head when I think of all the years I want to be with you”? These aren’t declarations of never-ending love. These are all finite amounts of time. Does that mean your partner won’t love you when you reach the golden gates, when time is up? The contract is over, all bets are off?
These type of commitments confuse me. They definitely don’t get my heart swooning.
I knew someone would be tempted!
As a reward, I’ve added some Where’s Waldo images. Go wild! Click on the image to enhance the size.
Side note: I hope I’m never this close to so many people.