Loving deeply and profoundly

Midnight in Paris

We got drunk on our love
and ran free like the wind
embracing our truest selves
from deep within
and when the darkness faded
with the first morning light
you knew I was the right person
you’d met at the wrong time

Train down Memory Lane

Before: The train is moving at full speed while landscapes pass me by in a blink of an eye bringing me closer to you with every mile. And I try to smile, because I dreamed so many times of seeing you again and now a reunion is finally happening. But my heart is beating way too fast, and I’m nervous, excited, scared. Am I about to relive the past, or will we get over us at last? I thought I was following my intuition but right now I feel like someone is pointing a gun at me with loaded ammunition. Why do I feel this weird if this visit was my decision? Aren’t you supposed to feel calm before the storm?

After: And then there you were waiting for me at the train station. Were you nervous, excited, scared too? If you were, you didn’t show, or maybe I was distracted by your smile and those beautiful hazel eyes. I felt everything at once and almost forgot all the white lies and pretends to be “just friends”. I wanted to kiss you on the spot to make up for all the time that I’ve missed you and tell you that you looked hot. But I held back and just smiled as we hugged and started catching up: 2 minutes in and the nerves settled, and the heart found its normal beat and I felt calmer and centered as you brought me up to speed. 1 hour in and us, sitting in your kitchen, eating sushi felt as normal as breathing. 2 hours in and all I’m thinking is have we really not seen each other in 3 years because it feels like 3 minutes. 3 hours in and I’ve fallen in love with you all over again. What a stunning realization that this time, all it took was one conversation. 4 hours in and my time is up. My train leaves and just like that I’m gone. It feels almost like a storm. But now I understand that in that equation, I am the storm encased in flesh, unafraid to let the fierce, unbridled love in. And you are the calm that grounds me. The anchor that binds me to the shore, preventing me from going astray until it is time for me to fly away. I wish we would have met later in life. We could have been anything and everything. Because it takes only seconds to recognize a soulmate. I’ve kissed many frogs and some princes, but I’ve never felt a connection so intense up to the point that it doesn’t even make sense. What magical force are we up against? I ask myself every time I try to forget. Yet I am infuriatingly and inexplicably drawn back to you time after time. Maybe in the next life you’ll finally be mine.