KPOV
You take people for granted, using their presence to guide your every day life. They follow a pattern, a way only you can disrupt.
Bringing someone into your life can just happen, as effortless as a blink, or as difficult as a battle. It depends on the point of view, how you see them, how much you want them.
I wanted him, but questionned how much. My life was what truly mattered, affairs out here worthless, risky behavior possibly fatal. Letting my instincts lead, I would pass over him, a blank speck of nothing.
But part of me would feel, cause me to stop, halt my actions so I could have a better look. Reconsider. I would let my mind wander, ignoring the twists and turns, paying attention to him, and him only.
Though I would still scream inside, run away from the inevitable. There were no benefits for love in this dreaful place. Only consequences. Deadly, horrific consequences. And as much as I longed for us to stay together, never having to be alone, I couldn't take the risk. He was just a distraction. Nothing more.
My emotions were meaningless.
His compassion was painful.
Our love was worthless.
It was all a mistake.
Yet I continued to fight. For me. For him. For us. For everything.
