Love Soon

"Why is it that we always fall in love with the people who don't love us in return?"

I sigh and look up at him, pretending not to have the answer as I flip a page in my book, my heart breaking in spite of itself.

"Really, though..." He prompts again. "Wouldn't it all be easier if we fell in love with the ones who already love us? Why does it all have to be so complicated?"

"I wish I knew," I reply, but he's aware all along that the answer is you.

How I can't get the way you smile down at me as my reflection lives in your eyes out of my mind. How my heart goes into a frenzied state at the nearness of you and nothing but your touch can resume it to its normal state. How no one else can compare to the essence of you, and no one ever will.

How nothing, is as intoxicating as the mere thought of you, and every breath you take brings purpose and meaning to my otherwise mundane existence. How there's no being walking this earth whom I'd rather get lost with, whether exploring the world or each other.

How my endless thoughts of you went out into the universe and transformed themselves into the energy that pulled you here with me. How people eternally questioned my loneliness and I didn't care, because I knew something they didn't. How unlike the others you let me be just as I am, mostly erratic and bordering on unbearable on any given day, but yours just the same. How when I look up at the sky on those rare nights when stars are visible, they align themselves to spell out your name, a constant reminder of why waiting was the only option for me.

How you pierced through a heart otherwise impervious to things of that nature, too consumed in life to make time for love. How every single wrong I encountered along the way was merely an obstacle to the only right I ever needed, you...

We sit here in silence this afternoon and the rain pours into my balcony when he asks me what I'm thinking of.

And the answer is you. Whoever you are. Wherever you may be.