One day they will read about us, while we are cloistered away somewhere or perhaps no longer in each others arms. They will not read about us per se, they will not know that the love stories that are coming through the radio or causing pages to turn in books from the drug store are about us, how could they. They will go travelling to waterfalls in the middle of nowhere, never once realizing that it is our footsteps they are following, or in our rivers they are swimming. They will hear about us, see us, although they will not know it. Through movie screens and in their dreams they will understand exactly what we had even if we don’t. And maybe one day, when we ‘ve ruined it all, squandered it through selfish acts and panic attacks and unfulfilled promises, we will read about us. We will yell at the pages and turn the radio loud, seeing all the things we couldn’t when they were right in front of us. And maybe next time we won’t close the pages, or fixate on the rough edges or the nights where we didn’t know where we were going. They will hear about us, the ones that threw it all away. And instead of being proud we will shirk that distinction, even if we are the only ones who realize it. We will haphazardly come together again, but then I don’t think they would read about us anymore, becoming far too ordinary to be the things of love stories.
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Love the picture. And the words, too.
thank you 🙂
Are we doomed to reinvent the wheel always?
The picture is fantastic.
I think we are, but I’m not so sure that’s so bad ;). You can click the bottom to see where I found the picture, I unfortunately don’t know who’s work it is.
Thanks.
The ever-beginning, ever lost, ephemeral love story. The stars dance in the midnight sky at the beginning, and then they’re just stars that everybody sees everyday. What causes it to go dead? Why can’t “we” hold on to the magic, the fireworks, the romance? Obviously “we” are doing something wrong. If we start with passion, all things being equal (well, not sure I agree with that) seems to me that logically that passion should get better with more connectedness, more awareness of one-another, not die off. Yes, I’d say we’re doing something wrong, either at the beginning, or certainly later. Why do we throw away the most beautiful thing we’ve ever experienced to rush back into running the hamster wheel? This may be a rhetorical question; not sure it has an answer.
I don’t think it does, maybe we are just creatures of habit, and the habit is always wanting something better. thanks for the great comment 🙂
“Far too ordinary” is equal to a sweet comfortable love. You can be passionate and ordinary at same time. You start with fire and end with a slow comfortable burn, Maybe I am talking out my rear end, but it is how I feel right now.
I think I agree, perhaps the tradgety is those who fail to recognize that.
Beautifully written 🙂
Take a peek https://typicaleva.wordpress.com/2016/01/13/falling/
thanks Eva, love your imagery on that 🙂
Thanks for reading 😉
Exceptional – image and words. Well done.
This is just wonderful. Loose it all if it is not perfect or settle for imperfection happily. Hobsons choice
thanks so much for reading dave, glad you enjoyed it!
I love this…very nice work!
thank you!
Hauntingly beautiful. Wow!
thanks Mindy! glad you liked it 🙂
It’s all so fleeting, but we’ll do anything for just a second of it. You grasp it all so well, for better or worse.
nice words… 🙂
Thank you 🙂
you are welcome…
I read some of yours posts which are absolutely amazing by the way. It really surprised me to see that you liked something that I wrote!!! It means a lot to me
thanks so much, it was my pleasure 🙂
Great way with idea-words. Kinda gets right where it is intended to go. Thanks. And thanks for the like on my blog.
Thanks Richard, glad you liked it 🙂
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I wonder what’s the story, but then again I like the mystery I guess I already read their story or perhaps I forgot? I don’t know. Could I be that story? Cool, keep it up
thanks sserrat, glad you liked it 🙂