I don't own anything except my words and my twisted mind. thankyouverymuch.
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I see you smile from the corner of my eye. I turn to have a better look at you. The sides of your eyes crinkle with excitement, and they also twinkle with mirth. I thought twinkling eyes were a myth, a literary device. You've proved me wrong. Again. My lips tug into a half smile, never turning into a full one for I don't see the point. Your smiles will never be for me, but my heart– My heart is yours.
I never believed in forever. It seemed like (and still does) a ruthless concept. To be in heaven forever is eternal happiness, but what is to be damned in hell for the same immeasurable amount of time? To live forever, although impossible, is an eternity's worth of knowledge and wisdom, but what is to live forever repeating the same mistakes over and over again? To be loved forever promises consuming passion, but what is to love unrequited forever?
But for you, it is a truth. My heart is yours. Forever.
I turn back as soon as she catches your eyes. Seeing you is torture enough but seeing you with her is death. And I am glad, just this once, that I do not have forever.
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