Remembering You

I think there are moments in time where you just fit. Where your life seems at peace and filled with happiness. I think there are moments that people can come in and change everything for you, and it not be such a mess. But other times when it’s just the worst timing possible. I think there are moments in time when your heart fits perfectly with mine.

There are days when you can just imagine the world as a better place. Except at the same time it is going to turn around and set a fire under you. It is a game, we are willing to chance with. Perfect timing in our eyes.

We play this game, to say we loved. Rather than to say we have been holding grudges for so long. We walk past each other like nothing’s changed. We made memories and they run through our heads at times. But that’s just a sign of missing each other. We say that we found each other because we were meant to be. When, we were just two souls who never met before and needed a reason to explain why we kept coming back to each other. We were poison for each other, but that did not matter. What mattered is who could destroy the other more quickly. Yet, what you did not believe is I was not going to destroy you. Rather I would have let you destroy me.

We were two souls who crossed paths only to be temporary. Questioning this statement now. How can you be just temporarily in my life when I was willing to be everything in yours? How could I give so many years to someone and they not be willing to work something out? But the one issue I have... is the stubbornness given to me causes me to not want to accept anyone’s apology.

I told you of someone I never did tell anyone. I told you of the memories we made, how I met him, why I never dated after him. I told you things I regret now. I told you of my secrets. My painful past, my dreadful nightmares. The reasoning behind my tattoos. Why I was such a hard person to get to like you. I told you so many things. But in the end, I regretted the last year’s wasting it on you.

I think there are moments in life where you just fit. Like in the past, because that was the last chance you had with me. I think there are moments in time, where people just come in to change your life for the wrong reason. They can turn you happy life into a mess at the worst possible time. They can bring back memories of the past and everything you bottled up can come out.

But I promise, it is not my fault. It is not my fault I am who I am. It is not my fault I built up a strong wall. It is not my fault being a writer is something I enjoy. It is not my fault you loss the best person in your life. The one who cared for you, even after everything. It’s not my fault time brought me to you. It was fate telling me I needed a reason to learn to love again. And I am thankful for that.

There are days when the world can be a better place. At the same time, it has turned around to set a fire under you. It is a game, we are willing to chance with. Perfect timing in our eyes. It was a chance to test what love can do, but it was not the perfect game for us.