It has been written time and time again that domestic bliss is not without its complications. For two lovers to achieve that which has not been done perfectly is too obtuse of an understatement. Marriage from the time of its conception must be worked at and improved upon daily for the living and loving to thrive. It must only be left to chance and change and never left as stale or a checkmate.
Love must have its complications and arguing spats and it must also sail upon smooth oceans and words said out of spite must not be forgotten, however, these words can be mended and is due. Couples will, time and again, split, as well as live the rest of their now entwined lives, together and within bliss for the entire world to pay witness. While others will leave one another and continue on living with memories that will age and fade into what used to be happiness now stained black with hatred.
Love is beautiful.
Love is complicated.
Love is blind but may also open one's eyes to see into the human heart and this act of loving another person.
Love is toxic.
Love is obsessive and possessive.
And yet, I cannot help but jump, rather than timidly step off this ship. I have no intention of staying and still, cannot be helped to move. I wish to leave but am anchored down by thoughts of what possibly could be. Somehow, I've found myself in a position of which I absolutely cannot swim and so am left to stand, staring out into the deep trenches of unending water.
I've left her.
I've left her alone with her thoughts and planning of her next steps as she's already stood and begun to swim. So I find myself asking the question:
Why bother?
But I know, that to leave would be inarguably the biggest, regretful mistake that I should ever make. To jump ship and flail within the deep, I know, would drown me. So I stay.
I stay because I was asked to. Had I not been, I would have run off knowing full well the woman asleep in the next room, in my bed, loves me. All I could ask of her in return is never to feel any ill will toward myself and our child she now carries.
Just until the baby is born.
Just then.
I await looking down to the waters below awaiting my time to jump off this ship.
Hello out there dear readers or if I even have any of you left lol
Anyway, bet you didn't think I remembered this story. To be honest, yes, for a while I did forget. Then one day I reread it and decided to continue writing even though the plot kinda got a little lost and just became a shitshow. Oh well, it's my shitshow and now yours as well as the entire world.
Not sure how often I'll begin updating again or even if I will continue to do so. Maybe just when I get really bored at work :P
Anyway, as always,
~Your daily dose of romance