the sound of this rain reminds me of the first time i said love…
it was a cold dreary October night and i was cold, so cold as always and drunk really, really drunk.
You had said “i love you” many moons ago and i couldn’t say it back…Fast forward a few months to the October night and at that moment I stared into your eyes. We were on our way back from the club.
You didn’t dance, just watched over me the whole night, protective as always like when i fell in love.
Yet as drunk as i was I could still recognize that look in your eyes, even though during the time in-between you been denying anything with me. You knew i knew… We always knew.
So my drunk self said its now or never….. So i whispered in your ear “ I don’t know why! No matter the shitty things you do, the shitty things you say, how much time passes, i will always always… love you, no matter what.”
And just as i expected you said you loved me back, but this time using these words.
“i want you to be happy, go out there and have fun okay? enjoy the rest of the night and have fun. for me.”
So i did… yet i don’t remember that night.
But i remember the first time i said “i love you” and meant it with all my heart.
The best way to get to know a person is not by what they say about themselves, but what they say about the world, people and everything else. So if you want to get to know me there is no better way than just simply reading my work. It’s the window to my soul.