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“The boy on the bench,” he says softly.
“You never told me about him.”

His voice says everything he refuses to.
Tension coils in the static.
He waits, feigning patience, as I let implications take the weight of any words I could expel.

“He wanted to be there,” I say, shrugging.
“You didn’t.”


“Fall down, never get back up again”

There was a night,
The night of a storm,
When weary road-trip eyes met in a library parking lot,
Leaving lips and arms and legs to follow,
Leaving hands and hearts to follow, unwittingly,
In the dark embrace of night.

You led me to the water,
Flattening blades of grass behind us
As we pursued the otherness,
The separation of unity that was our bodies,
In the whirling eye of a storm.

You whispered in my ear,
The only audible secretion amidst
the deafening pound of waves on the shore
And howling turmoil of the whipping winds,

“I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
I and my Karly Marie.”

Soft lips embraced neck’s nape,
Meandered to mandible
And met their match slightly parted,
Tongues tangling briefly in a too-quick tango,
Precluding the fire-bellied lust burning between us.

The wind whipped on,
And we stood solitary,
Teetering on our own outbreak of tempestuous howls.

Yet, we pressed together, flush,
My hair encased us,
Tendrils whipping ‘round our clutching figures
in a cacophonous cocoon.

Silence echoed.

The waves crashed on.

I don’t know how long we stood there,
But, mark it, we still stand today.

Can you define love?

In a conversation with my partner, I asked him what he thought of love, saying:

“Does love happen when you realize your partner isn’t magical or mysterious but they’re just another person who burps and farts and has anxieties and makes dumb decisions, but you still want to feel the things you feel whenever you’re around them whether they’re really magical or not.”

And he responded with the following:

“I would agree with you, I feel that it is finding someone who is willing to accept you for your mistakes and your accomplishments alike, and you, the same for them. Not out of a sense of obligation or to be nice or kind, but out of the simple fact that your life would be meaningless without them. ” 

San Diego 2013
San Diego 2013

Do you agree? How do you see love?

Let me know in the comments below or shoot me an email at writewelldaily@gmail.com

Write on!