There are moments
That we collect, that we hold in the palm of our hand and carry in our pockets wherever we go. There are moments that are too special, too sacred to speak about above a whisper. Moments so powerful you can not look at another person because the sheer force of emotion may knock you sideways and you don't think you could get up again.
Last night was one of those moments. It was late, and it was dark, and I was resting against his chest. He told me about his fear of not existing. I asked him if he had a moment that would live on in him forever. He couldn't think of one but asked me for mine.
I told him about how Joe telling me he loved me for the first time was my best memory. I think he knew why- he knows how I felt about what Joe and I had. How I am afraid I won't be loved like that again. He just whispered after that confession, "I love you."
It was simple. It was sweet. It was achingly beautiful to me. Love comes to us in different forms, in different ways. The people who love us know what we need and when. He knew it was something I needed to hear.
I gave it back to him. I whispered I love you into the darkness as well, and it hung there, suspended in the air. I hope he holds on to it as fiercely as I will.
Last night was one of those moments. It was late, and it was dark, and I was resting against his chest. He told me about his fear of not existing. I asked him if he had a moment that would live on in him forever. He couldn't think of one but asked me for mine.
I told him about how Joe telling me he loved me for the first time was my best memory. I think he knew why- he knows how I felt about what Joe and I had. How I am afraid I won't be loved like that again. He just whispered after that confession, "I love you."
It was simple. It was sweet. It was achingly beautiful to me. Love comes to us in different forms, in different ways. The people who love us know what we need and when. He knew it was something I needed to hear.
I gave it back to him. I whispered I love you into the darkness as well, and it hung there, suspended in the air. I hope he holds on to it as fiercely as I will.