Treasures - Written by: Me
I have been thinking that I wanted to blog. Recently, I started randomly writing a short story or something of the sort. So I decided to share that on my blog, two birds, one stone eh?
I treasure the moments that you give me. I don’t know if you even realize that you’ve given me anything at all. But you do, constantly. With every interaction I take away bits and pieces. Bits and pieces of the truth and then bits and pieces of my truth. A truth that I don’t know our reality can handle. You have such a hold over me. I try not to think of the hold you may have over others as well. A hold you most likely don’t even realize you possess. These others who can openly display your treasures. Ones who may even reach out and take them without your knowledge. I try not to think of them at all. When I do it seems to tarnish the things I hold so dearly, the things I view as only ours. I like to think that you know what you’re doing. That you willingly open your hands and pass these unforgettable moments and words to me. That you carefully weave them together, showing me exactly what I need. I like to think that you take the same from me. That you view pieces of me as something to preserve, something to fight for. That you cherish and protect the things I have given you. Because I would give you anything, and I would give you everything. In a way I already do. I give you everything I can within the limits of what we have and what we have uncovered.
Maybe one day we won’t have limits. Maybe one day you will give me everything. I’ll be able to say to the others that you are mine and that I am yours and that we don’t need them anymore. I won’t have to try so hard to navigate between my heart and yours. I’ll be able to show my treasures to the world without fear that they will be disgraced or broken. We will protect them. There will be so many that our hands will overflow with them. They will grow and expand and never run out. We won’t be afraid to give one another everything, because even though we are giving up our everything, we are exchanging it with one another. My treasures will be yours, and yours will be mine. And nothing will break us apart.

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